Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “At Last”. Dear Sir, where have you been? I miss you.

I want you to undress me slowly, make me cry out with pleasure. Hold me close to you.

Whisper sweet nothings, in my ear; caress my hair. Then love me again

I have hungry eyes for you, Sir. Let’s begin…

Back against the wall, the newly shed pants and boxers at your feet, you unbutton your shirt, moving your hands down your navel to the assertive swell below. Stroking your painfully hard cock slowly, deliberately, you take in the view, the initial urgency now momentarily stilled.

I sit on the edge of the bed as instructed. Covered in the sheerest of stockings, my slim legs are spread wide, my heaving breasts clad in the black lace of your choosing, my plump glistening cunt openly expectant and hungry.

Looping your forefinger and thumb, you continue the familiar gesture of self-pleasure. My rouge-smeared lips moisten and part releasing a low whimper as the movement of your hand increases.

Unable to tear your eyes from the body you have longed to touch, you are  struck by the force of my undisguised and unashamed lust, by the sheer magnetism of my willingness to submit.

To you, Sir.

Your breath quickens, pulse races at this very thought, at this very reality as I begin fingering myself on your command.

I am yours.

For now.

I am your beautiful dirty Salty Vixen, my digits now slippery with my nectar as they thrust in and out of my tight pussy. I am your dirty little plaything, my moans morphing into half-formed phrases pleading for more, pleading for your cock. I am your little fucktoy, begging to be eaten and taken and fucked by you until I scream. I am yours. In word and deed.

Intoxicated by the palpable current running between us, you finally make your way to me, knees and hands faintly trembling, the fevered arousal breaking out in a fine mist on your large muscular frame.

At long last you are there in front of me, your jutting cock a whisper from my mouth, fingers weaving into the unruly curls you love, my hands brushing along your thighs and moving back to cup your ass.

At long last I am here in front of you, desperately wanting and desiring, possessing you in my own way as I lick my lips and slide my hot mouth around the thick hard shiny shaft I will eagerly devour for hours to come.