Sexy and Erotic Literature, ... The Boutique of Naughty Delights, part 4  

Sorceror07 54M
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12/31/2005 10:44 am

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Sexy and Erotic Literature, ... The Boutique of Naughty Delights, part 4

“But first… lets get you changed out of that outfit…” I grin a devilish grin with a naughty twinkle in My eyes… her eyes widen and she gasps as I slip My hand to her lower back, between the openings in the fabric to feel her soft, smooth silky delicious skin… ushering her towards the dressing room. She glides in front of Me, My hand on her lower back guiding her, she smells fabulous, sweet and heady, like a woman. Her long flowing black hair gracefully swinging softly against My arm, caressing it, teasing My skin. I am aroused by the scent of her in My nostrils, by the sensual caress of her hair on My arm, by the sight of her graceful magnificence. She is a vision, she is perfection, she is complete, she is My desire.

As W/we get to the dressing room, I push My other arm through the beaded doorway and create a place for her to walk through. I disengage My hand from the small of her back and step slightly to the right, so that I can watch her in the reflection of the mirror at the same time. The beads are swaying gently on their long strings. “Step backwards a little bit towards Me, pet,” I whisper seductively. I see a shiver run through her body as she complies. She backs up to the beads, they gently caress her shoulders, back and buttocks. She looks down, demurely. I step up to her, very close, the stringed beads of the doorway between us. I know she feels My proximity, feels the heat of My body radiating, feels My breath. “Hold perfectly still,” I whisper in her right ear, “do not move until I say that you can, do not utter a sound, do not make a noise, you are a statue, a statue that I Myself have flawlessly chiseled and lovingly polished from the very finest of Italian marble. I am Michaelangelo and it’s time for your unveiling.” Gooseflesh rises from the skin on her arms and I can almost hear her heart pounding as she tries to control her breathing.

Gathering her long soft black hair together, I arrange it over her left shoulder exposing her back to me. Quickly studying how the outfit is fastened on her, I determine how I will proceed…. I smile an evil crooked smile to myself. Lightly, verrrrry lightly, softly, slowly I run a finger starting from her wrist gliding up her forearm, teasing the stripes of her exposed flesh between the bands of the outfit. She stops breathing, straining, muscles tensing. “Don’t move.” I say evenly, reminding her. I resume my tactile torture, lightly breathing on her where My finger has touched. I’m disturbing the stringed beads and their movement causes them to caress her everywhere I am not touching her at random places and at random intervals. My finger moves past her forearm, swirling loose soft circles around the exposed elbow… tickling past the inside of her elbow and trailing excruciatingly up the inside of her upper arm, breathing light, soft, hot breaths behind it as I go. I pause briefly, the stringed beads still doing their work. I allow my mouth to get within an inch of her exposed neck, My heated breath lightly touching it, My finger resumes it’s upward tracings, disturbing more beads. She suppresses a shiver. I lightly lick her neck from the top of her shoulder to the bottom of her ear, My tongue slightly, teasingly, hotly darting side to side as it moves to the earlobe, which I take into My mouth. My finger is now tracing light circles around her shoulder as I glide it softly over to the base of her neck to the main clasp holding her outfit together. She exhales with a shudder and then sharply inhales hard as I bite her earlobe. Yet, she does not move nor does she utter a sound.

With My face a few close inches from the back of her neck, lightly breathing on it, I un-hasp the clasp of the garment at the neckline. Moving lower, allowing My hands to wander in soft circular motions, I breathe down to the next in line at the top of her shoulder blades. I see that she is totally covered in gooseflesh, her light, soft, fine body hair on her arms and the almost invisible peach fuzz on the rest of her supple skin is standing at attention, quivering as she slowly exhales raggedly. I unclasp the third hasp and the fourth in the same fashion… allowing My hands to teasingly trace themselves around her torso to the exposed undersides of her breasts, My long hair gently brushing the exposed skin on her back. She inhales sharply as My gently administered touches arouse her to madness all the while the stringed beads are still in their movement swaying gently and randomly against her sweetly scented flesh. In the mirror I catch a small movement, the slightest flutter of her closed eyelids. I smile serenely… this is testing her limits.

Swirling My hands slowly around her sides to her back, I lick my way down to the fifth clasp, unfastening it and slowly and teasingly moving along to the sixth hasp at the small of her goose-fleshed back. The outfit is starting to slip down her arms and her reflection in the mirror reveals to Me her rock solid hard and extremely aroused nipples. I’ll deal with them soon enough! Lightly licking and butterfly kissing with My tongue down to the seventh clasp, I trace along her tickle spots along her sides. I’m playing very unfairly now I realize as I grin devilishly. I almost think I hear a moan, but I do feel her shudder and shiver beneath My fingertips! Feather touching in a circular fashion with My hands, I move to the last clasp, making sure to touch ever so lightly and softly the underside of her cheeks, I’m crouched behind her at this point… the insides of her thighs glisten wetly. The scent of her pheromones drift into My nostrils, I breath it deeply savoring and relishing her while unfastening the last clasp. A little tug and the outfit slips the rest of the way down her arms and falls away.

Then, starting with her thighs where the top of the boots are, I run My fingertips slowly up as I start standing ever so slowly. The stringed beads are still moving gently and randomly against her assisting Me in this test of her endurance of tactile teasing. My fingers glide under, over and around her firm round bottom, to the small of her back. It is then I notice as My fingertips arrive on her lower back, that it is misted with a light perspiration. I hear a slight gasp and a whispered moan…. but not from her, it’s coming from way behind me… I concentrate on My pet, gently blowing cool air on her misted lower back as My fingers lightly move up towards her shoulders. Once I’m fully standing up, I re-gather her long flowing raven hair and arrange it over her back once again. Then I enter the dressing area and stand before her.

Her eyes are shut tightly -- tiny beads of moisture at their corners. Some hair is sticking along her dampened forehead. In the crevasses of her collar, the skin is slick with moisture. Her soft round breasts, with their perfectly sculpted lines, magnificently stand out. Her areolas are dimpled with gooseflesh. Their nipples are as hard as I’ve ever seen them get! I put My mouth on her left nipple and gently nibble it with My lips ever so softly. A shiver runs up her back. A sharp inhale as I bare My teeth and nibble with more pressure. I run My fingers lightly down her other breast to her stomach, My other hand lightly on her shoulder running down the arm. I bite, her knees almost buckle. Yet she does not move or make a sound. I sit down on the low bench in the cramped dressing area.

The song on the boutique’s stereo is Motley Crue, “Kick Start My Heart”. The volume goes up a little louder, I know what’s going on out there… “Pet,” I say to her seductively, “I am going to remove your restrictions now. Keep standing before Me as you are though.” The relief is almost as a release to her, she raggedly exhales, growling with pent up lust and desire. With My left hand on her hip, I move My face close in towards her womanhood, hotly breathing, My goatee lightly on her shaved skin there… My right hand on the inside of her thigh, which glistens with feminine moisture. I move that hand up, fingertips at her lips there… teasingly exploring. I slip My first and second fingers inside, gliding them all the way up so that My thumb seats itself on her solidly aroused clitoris. She cries out in pleasure! My hand gets soaked. Her body stiffens, muscles tightening suddenly. Her orgasm is instant, huge, thick and totally mind blowing! She opens her mouth, she’s not breathing, not a sound comes out though as the tidal wave wracks through her whole body. She trembles rigidly, …one second goes by slowly… another… time slows down… the room seems to tilt a little… there’s a roaring in My ears, almost as if a bubble bursts… and then it happens.

She cums uncontrollably, grinding herself on My thumb. I have no idea what she is almost screaming as her release consumes her from the inside out, her body undulates in the most beautiful of moments T/two can share. The roaring in My own ears dies down, it’s intensity diminishing. The moment has passed; I remove My glistening hand from between her sopping wet thighs. She sobs. I stand up and take her in My arms, holding her close to Me, comforting her as she trembles in aftershocks.

...to be continued... part 5 is under construction, get your hard hat!


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rm_metalmama69 42F
3878 posts
12/31/2005 11:17 am

WOW! Almost better than the real thing.....No, that's sooo not true!


silkysmoothlegs3 105F

12/31/2005 12:41 pm

mmmmmmmmmmm I cant wait for next part..

Happy New Year babes


_Safira 53F
11260 posts
1/1/2006 6:08 am

Egads! Where's my turn-out gear???

Happy New Year!

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Sorceror07 54M

1/1/2006 1:17 pm

metalmama69 *wiggles eyebrows* with a

silkysmoothlegs3 happy new years working on part 5

_Safira turn out gear? lol! happy new year!

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duststormdiva 51F
6854 posts
1/1/2006 5:39 pm

Oh MY GOD! That was intense. A submissive must do exactly as his/her Dom/Domme instructs. I could never be that disciplined. But WOW that was VERY EROTIC. I so want to cum that way one day.

Oh and thanks, Sorceror07 my nipples are hard!

DustStormDiva


Sorceror07 54M

1/1/2006 8:58 pm

    Quoting duststormdiva:
    Oh MY GOD! That was intense. A submissive must do exactly as his/her Dom/Domme instructs. I could never be that disciplined. But WOW that was VERY EROTIC. I so want to cum that way one day.

    Oh and thanks, Sorceror07 my nipples are hard!
oh no! thank you good nipples good to find, and hard nipples are really really good to find

a submissive doesn't have to follow his/her Dom/Domme's instructions... but it's usually a REAL good idea for them to because there will be negative consequences. as for the discipline, you can do it, anyone can really.

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