I've since met in RL women I had met online. Back when I wrote this it was a vision I shared of one way the first time together might unfold, with such a woman I meet online, after a period of getting to know each other by email, then phone, and finally non-sexual meeting face to face, before this night...

As you can see from the first story/fantasy, "Oral", I am very... well, oral. In a way I feel closer to a woman with my hands, and closest to a woman with my face and mouth and tongue than I do with my penis, although I do enjoy rubbing crotches, and with a woman I feel close enough to, intercourse can be very nice, warm, intimate, ...and yes also very hot...

But the first night you visited me, you weren't feeling so well from the jet-lag and leftover cold...

You are lying in bed, wearing very little, say light (or sheer) panties and a bra, and maybe a see-through nighty or teddy. I am wearing only my underwear, which is appropriate since it is a hot night, following a particular hot day. A cool breeze does enter our bedroom from the open window though, which is nice. It caresses your skin, and you feel mild goosebumps on your side, even though your body is warm.

I ask to see where you were hurting, and you show me where on your tummy... I gently lift the fabric away and kiss you there gently. I can taste the light salty flavor off your skin, which makes me want to taste you more, so I use my tongue to lightly lick you there, alternating licking and kissing.

"You're so nice,..." you say. I lift my head up and smile at you. "And you, my dear, are beautiful inside and out.." I move forward and stroke your long beautiful hair, then bend down and kiss your forehead. I kiss all over your face and finally taste your sweet lips...

You are on your back now, on the bed. You see me bend down to kiss you again but say "wait..." You sit up and remove the nighty so you are only wearing your bra and panties... The blankets and covers have been put away a while back, and you feel my chest on top of you as I kiss your mouth again, then move lower down...

I love a tummy which is feminine; not chubby or fat, but also not flat as a little boy's or razor thin model either... I think I would next move my head down to kiss your belly. I plant many small slow kisses all over your beautiful front side, from your lips and neck, to your breasts, to just below your breasts, to your tummy, to the top of your mound, then slooowly moving my head lower to reach your second pair of equally kissable (and equally delicious) lips with my eyes closed.. I plant a kiss or two there..

Then, back to the top of your mound. Your trimmed pubic hair tickles my nose, I enjoy the feel of the top of your pubes, and I think I can again smell your sweet nectar... Part of me wants, very badly, to lick you there right away, but I hold myself back, wanting to prolong your pleasure... and mine...

I move my head back up and lick your tummy area now, then slowly swirl my tongue around your navel, then inside it... Then I look up at your face and smile, then trace a long line with my tongue up the center of your chest, until I am between your breasts. I must kiss your lips again before I give your breasts and nipples the attention they are clearly crying out for, since I can see how hard your nipples are...

One more sweet sensation after I kiss your lovely lips, before your breasts: I nuzzle and then kiss your ears and neck, making you tingle all over...

Oh sweet breast, how nicely your right breast feel in my hand, how nicely your left nipple feels between my fingers, so hard, so erect, so yearning for attention. I play with your left nipple with one hand, while moving my mouth to your right breast.

My tongue traces spirals which become smaller and smaller, coming closer and closer to your nipple, until my mouth is on your nipple and I flick it up and down with my tongue, then nibble on it with my lips and (lightly, and very carefully) with my teeth, finally sucking it, with a hunger you can detect, sucking your nipple into my mouth while my hand is alternatively squeezing your other breast and twisting its nipple...

I continue this way for a while, then switch and move my mouth to your other breast... You reach between my legs and feel the big bulge inside my underwear, and enjoy my reaction... "Please," you say, and there is no need for you to finish your sentence.

I smile at your beautiful face and move to the foot of the bed. Yes, my dear, I will make you wait just one last time, as I kiss your feet and calves, finally reaching your feminine thighs...

Your skin is so soft, I love kissing your thighs, licking your wonderful skin, but I am hungry for more, and your sweet smell is calling out to me, with a need I can feel in the pit of my stomach.

You too can feel the need, badly, and you slowly, then eagerly part your thighs, spread your legs, giving me more access. I am kissing the insides of your thighs now, with the beautiful moisture gleaming on your pussy lips just a few inches from my eyes. I kiss your muff and you shiver with pleasure. "Please,...." you call my name, "Oh fucking God, please..."

I spread your thighs further, lifting them over my shoulders, and treat you, treat myself, to what we've been waiting for. I plant a few more kisses on your pussy lips and then extend my tongue. I flatten it and give you several long licks from bottom to the top. Soon I am sucking on your lips, and licking your pussy, then sucking on your lips again... I use my nose to tease your pubic mound, and your clit, which I am slowly moving up towards, until I find it ...which you tried to help me find, but which was obvious from your loudest gasps and cries...although having your hands on my head feels very nice just the same...

I suck on your clit, savoring how great your taste, telling you out loud how I love your taste, love your smell, and how dearly I would love you to drench my tongue and face with your juices. Hearing me tell you this with total sincerity, and a deep hunger, and plain old fashioned horniness in my hoarse voice puts you over the edge -- or was it my tongue and sucking lips which put you over the edge?

When you come down, you smile at me and invite me up to kiss your lips, the ones on your face this time. We hug and hold each other for a while, then I look down at your bush again and lick my lips suggestively. Yes, I am ready to do it all over again... I bring you to several more orgasms. You indicate for me to turn the other way, so we are in a 69. You pull my underwear off, ready to see for the first time my fully naked, and highly aroused body... You are pleased to see I do have a rather attractive male ass, which you squeeze in lust, but what your hand then discovers is my hard, erect, and thick cock, which is dripping precum and has been doing so ever since my tongue first touched your pussy, if not before, by the looks of it. You help maneuver me, touching my buns, until my cock is at your hungry mouth and you suck it in with a satisfied grunt....

We later change positions, with me lying on my back and your body on top of mine, as I continue my feast between your legs, and you suck my cock now below your face instead of above it...

We finally collapse exhausted, and I say to you that the spanking you've earned will therefore have to wait until tomorrow — it will be more severe however. We drift off into sleep in each other's arms, with my hands squeezing your buns and my satisfied but still half erect cock pressed against your belly. I use my fingernails on your ass as I whisper my "promise" of your upcoming punishment while you melt into a dreamscape of a naughty lady being spanked in a hundred different ways, in a hundred different locations, in a hundred different positions...

When we are alone together the next day, I inform you that you will be punished for your deeds. We are in the woods and I ask you if you are sorry with a very genuine, stern voice and eye, very different from last night, and which takes you off guard. You find yourself feeling very sorry and very submissive... "Yes, Sir" you say in almost a whisper.

"Then show me" I say, and hold on to your hair, slowly but firmly pushing you down to your knees. Holding your hair firmly with my hands, I press your face into my crotch, and you can feel the outline of my rapidly increasing erection. Just as you are about to ask me if you may open my fly, my words reach your ears: "Use just your mouth: be my oral slut, but keep your hands behind your back."

"Yes, Sir!" you reply. You struggle to get the button open, and then lower my fly with your mouth. Then with a little help from me my jeans are down. I make you work for it, until you manage to partly lower my underwear with your mouth and teeth. I stop you and pull out an old tie, and tie your hands behind your back. Then I grab your head and give you my two-word order: "Suck. Now!"

You work hard to please me. I am clearly enjoying your efforts, but then I grab your face and start fucking your mouth. You try to keep up and gag only a few times, when I stop. "That was nice, but you'll have to practice over time to improve in this particular technique. And you will have plenty of practice in this and other methods, in the coming weeks and months, that I can assure you.." Your near-reflexive, breathless "Yes, Sir, I will..." earns a smile on my face.

I zip back up and, holding your hands behind your back with one hand, direct you forward like a captured prisoner. I find a nice fallen log I can sit at, and then grab you over my lap, holding you down firmly. "I'm sorry..." you say, in a bit of a whiny voice.

Up goes your skirt, exposing your lovely heart-shaped ass, covered only by your panties. I spank you steadily, causing a warm feeling in your behind which gradually, but noticeably, starts to hurt, and then starts to hurt more... "Ummm, can you finish me at home, Master?"

That does it. I rip your panties off and shower your ass with a series of hard slaps, causing your already pink behind to redden with my handprints. Tears are in your eyes now, yes, partly the increased pain, but mostly regretting your latest verbal error, you are starting to sob now, really sorry for all of your misbehavior and for disappointing me.

I order you to get up. You instinctively reach to pull up your panties. I stop you, remove your skirt in one quick motion, and with several very sharp slaps on your naked ass I ask "Did I give you permission to pull up your panties young ! lady !"

"No, Sir, I'm sorry..." Part of me wants to give you a hug and cuddle you since I can see you are on the verge of breaking out into sob and really crying out loud, you are bravely and with devotion pushing your own limits as I am pushing yours, but I know that this is not the right time for that, tenderness will come later. I direct you to lean your head against the tree nearby.

You feel like a punished little girl, humiliated at the tiny little steps you have to take to reach the tree, with your panties staying between your ankles to obey me. What a site you are, completely naked from the waist down in the middle of the woods, with your red bottom on display as you lean your head against the trunk. My eyes devour your sight for a moment or two. Then, I find a suitably long stick and prepare to use it on your ass.

My mind pauses to think what I have in store for you afterwards. Maybe I should make you crawl on your hands and knees for a little while, switching your punished ass with the stick from time to time, and reaching beneath you from time to time, flicking your nipples, hard, with a finger, or flicking your pussy lips from behind — or finger fucking you for a few moments before ordering you to continue your humiliating "walk" to please and make proud your Dom.

Or maybe that would be better in our bedroom, I think.

Speaking of our bedroom, I look forward to giving you what I will soon inform you is your required, regular nightly spanking over my knee, on our bed — which you will receive every night, good girl or bad girl, just to keep you in line. Good girls get rewards of sexual pleasure and an erotic spanking now and then too, but even good girls get the maintenance spankings: not too hard, but real enough..

I think about when I might introduce you to bondage more fully, spanking you while you are tied up partially or fully. What will you feel the first time I have your hands immobilized behind your back and I reach towards your helplessly exposed nipples, which you know I can caress softly, giving you pleasure, or pinch as hard as I want, without your being able to stop me, or anywhere in between? You have grown to trust me more than any man you have met before, but the thought still makes you shiver. And makes your crotch so very, very wet, too. Don't deny it..

I relish thinking about the look in your eyes when I have your legs spread while you are standing up, one of my home-made devices keeping you from being able to close your legs. I stare into your eyes as I bring my hand towards your bush... will it be pain, pulling lightly and maybe not so lightly on the top of your trimmed pubic hair, or will it be pleasure? Will you be able to tell the difference? Brutality, never. But endless exploration of boundaries, absolutely..and in endlessly varied ways: the erotic music of Kink and Variations...

This time it is my own wandering thoughts which return to the here and now, your already punished ass on display, quivering before me. I surprise you, reaching between your legs from behind you, and insert a finger inside you, then two fingers.

I fuck you for a few tantalizing moments, or was it minutes that rushed by so quickly?..and then withdraw as you involuntarily sigh out loud. "Hmm, a sexy but horny little slut, aren't we?" You hear the sound of my finger being sucked into my mouth, as I taste your juices. "You're all wet and juicy just thinking about the whipping I'm about to give your ass, aren't you?" You manage to let out an embarrassed my-little-darling's "Uh-huh..." out loud.

I lift the switch high in the air, taking in the sight of your sexy ass and enjoying my power over your naked body before me. You feel the cool wind on your naked ass and tickling your pussy lips... then, you hear the sharp whistling sound of the switch swooshing down towards your exposed ass...

What happens next? If we someday meet, that is something that I will then be able to show you in deeds rather than in words...

Sweet dreams...

© By Panaeros