Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “First Dom Hot Fantasy” Dear First Dom, You were on my mind today. All I could think about is kissing you. I feel so hot inside. My skin is moist. I lick my lips, running my fingers down...
To the place you go feeling the mound of all desire in me.
Touching...
Thinking of you
The last time we made love, my body aches..
Moaning...
Feeling your body
Moving with mine
The rhythm of passion, bodies entwined
Mmmm...
Comes the release of all the tension onto my fingers
I gasp
Ahhh...
Cooling down
Heat subsiding, passion ebbing
Thinking of you..smiling...
Your voice is calming and very arousing. I want you to know this, Sir…. Let’s begin..
I am in my bed, satin sheets entangled through my legs, my red hair spread across my pillow, drifting between awakens and dreamland. I hear a rustle at the window, thinking it is merely the wind, I roll onto my side and drift back to sleep.
In a flash, you are there, pressing my back into the bed, your hands grasping my wrists and stretching them over my head. I am frightened, yet, intrigued by the pleasure coursing through my body. This is my fantasy, the one I had often played out in my mind when alone in my room.
You whisper in my ear “ do not make a sound. I want you to lie back and enjoy this pleasure I have come to give you, for I am the First Dom, the one who made you a Submissive.”
Your hard body presses into my soft, velvety flesh. I slowly nod and the fear subsides somewhat as I am happy the First Dom is back. Your voice calms me, especially when my anxiety kicks in.
You begin to kiss me softly, tracing the outline of my soft lips with your tongue, my sighs urging you on. You move to my cheek, your tongue exploring every inch of my face, moving to my ear, you gently nibble and lick, moving down my shoulder, soft kisses and licks arousing me so. Your hot kisses move to my heaving, double-D-breasts. You circle a hardened nipple with your tongue, delighting in the moans your touch brings to me. Your hand gripping my wrists over my head, my body moving against you, moving as the slow dance of pleasure and desire consume me.
You cup my breast, gently kneading and fondling me, enjoying the velvet-like texture in your coarsened hand. You gently nibble on my aching nipple. A flash of desire flows through me, centering in my depth, sweet nectar flowing down my thighs, urging you on with its scent.
My back arches against your hard body, your muscles rippling as you move with me. Your hot tongue trailing down my body, reaching my upper thigh. You move slowly down my thigh, soft kisses and hot licks traveling down my leg, and slowly up my inner calf, your hand following suit. Reaching my inner thigh, you slowly, torturously, linger there, knowing I am aching to feel your touch between my soft wet folds.
My deep moans, the way my body is responding to your touch has you on fire and your hardened desire is pressed against my leg. My thighs part; you revel in my womanly scent, inhaling the sweetness that fills your mind with the essence that is me. Your tongue finds my quivering lips. You gently glide along them, circling, licking and tasting the wonder that is me, bringing me closer and closer to that ultimate place where time stands still and utter ecstasy flows.
Your tongue working its magic on me, my legs tremble, my body shuddering in delight, waves of pleasure covering my body, moving in rhythm with your touch, you bring me to the edge then stands before me. Leaving me in a heap of passion and hot desire, you smile into my eyes, removing your pants ever so slowly.
My hazel eyes are locked on yours, watching your every movement, smiling sweetly as my hand reaches out for you. I am delighted in your obvious state of desire. Anticipation overwhelms me as you move between my thighs, gently stroking my wet quivering folds with the tip of your hardness.
Your hands are still holding me captive. You enter me slowly, your mind lost in the feel of my velvety depths, you thrust into me, lost in my beauty, my wetness surrounding you and gripping you tight. They move as one, higher and higher they climb, feverish passion burning between us. You thrust deeper, reaching my very soul. I cry out in pleasure and explode with waves and spasms of joy. My shuddering body puts you over the edge and you join me, riding the waves with me, endless currents of sweet rapture.
You rest with me, kissing me passionately and whispering in my ear, "For you my love, sweet pleasant dreams." You get dressed quickly and leave the same way you came in. I am in bed, still quivering with aftershocks of delight, smiling warmly and utterly spent. I close my eyes, so content, knowing my First Dom had finally materialized.
I missed him.
