WICKEDGRIN's blog: "Sexy Stories"

It had been an incredible weekend.  I was sore as hell, but certainly very relaxed. Sitting slumped down in the front seat of the van watching the trees go by as we hurtled down the Maine Turnpike back towards Boston, I couldn’t help but wonder I had never been whitewater rafting before. (There is something about it other than the obvious rush that makes it an extremely cathartic experience. I suspect that it’s the feeling that you have overcome a situation that could have killed you if you weren’t up to the task that makes you feel much better about yourself.) I was certain of one thing, this wouldn’t be the last trip for me. I began to doze off.

 

I was quickly startled out of my light slumber by the shrill ring of my cell phone. I’d almost forgot that I had it with me, there was absolutely no signal whatsoever where we had been all weekend. I rummaged around quickly and managed to find it in my coat pocket. “Hello?”

 

“Well, hello yourself baby. Where have you been all weekend?” It was Lynn. I smiled.

 

“I thought I told you that I was going whitewater rafting in Maine this weekend.” I replied semi-questioningly.

 

“Ummm, no you didn’t.” She was doing her best to sound angry. I saw through it.

 

“I’m sorry about that. I truly thought that I had told you where I was going. I would have wanted you to know where I was in case I got killed or something.” My answer was only half serious. I did think I told her, but I had no thought of being killed in the slightest.

 

“Yeah ok.” She laughed. “Anyway, toots, where are you right now?”

 

“I’m in the Van.” I paused briefly. It made her crazy when I gave the most obvious and non-specific answer I could. I laughed, “We’re on the Maine Turnpike about 5 miles from the New Hampshire border. I should be home by 3 this afternoon.”

 

“Well now, since you are going to be driving right by Taunton on your way home do you think you could do me favor of stopping by the house? I need you to help me with something. Unless of course you are too tired to help a girl out.” She was needling me now and she knew it.

 

“Of course I can help you out.” I answered doing my best half-annoyed impression. “I’ll call you when I’m about 20 minutes from you.”

 

“Works for me sweetie.  I’ll see you in a bit, bye.” She answered.

 

“Bye!” I hung up the phone. My curiosity was piqued now.  Lynn was not exactly the “domestic goddess” type so I had to wonder what sort of household task she would want me to help her with. I was already beginning to suspect that it was a pretext to get me to stop by. Well that could be fun too. I leaned back in my seat I had a few hours to worry about that. I dozed back off.

The next time I was awakened we were back in Boston. I grabbed my bag out of the backseat and said goodbye to my buddies before jumping in my car and heading south for home.

 

“OK, now what could she be up to?” was my thought as I steered my car down the highway. With Lynn you never knew what you would be getting into. She was and still is without an iota of doubt one of the wild and craziest women I have ever met and there have been more than a few. She knew almost no fear and was quite imposing if you didn’t know her. A lot of guys never got past the 5’9” of biker chick with wild red hair down her back, the tribal tattoo over her ample breasts, full hips and tough attitude. They didn’t know what they were missing. I’d met her at an outdoor metal festival a couple of years before. We’d gotten talking between bands and by the end of the show she was sucking my cock in the front seat of my car and that was one of her tamer exploits with me.

 

Realizing where I was, I pulled out my cell and gave her a quick ring to let her know that I would be there soon. She sound a bit too excited for this to be just a handyman visit but I would find out soon enough.

 

Arriving at her house I got out of the car and walked up to the house. My knock on the door was answered quickly. “Come on in baby.” Lynn was all smiles. I stepped in pushing the door closed behind me. When I turned back I was swallowed up in a mammoth hug. I could feel Lynn’s huge nipples, already hard at that, pushing into my chest through the top of the “Hippie Princess” dress she had on. “It’s good to see you, Matt. How was your trip?”

 

“I’m glad to see you too. The trip was fucking intense. I can’t wait to do that again!!” I answered as she released her grip on me. “So what’s going on?” I was really curious now.

 

“Over here, the light in the front hall isn’t working and I don’t have any idea why not.” She was struggling with not giggling. I could hear it in her voice.

 

  “Hmm, well let me see here.” I reached up and twisted the bulb in the socket and lo and behold the light came on instantly. “Well that was cute, Lynn. Now what’s really on your mind?” I turned walking back out into the living room as I spoke.

 

Following me out, she explained “I wanted to see you, but I knew you would be tired so I figured…” I was onto her now.

 

I cut her off, “That was very naughty of you young lady. We’ve talked about this in the past. Have we not?”

 

“Yes sir, we have?” she replied sounding meek. “Are you going to punish me?”

 

“I haven’t decided yet. It depends on how bad you’ve been.” I sat down on the couch as I said that. “Come stand before me.” She took two steps toward me and turned to face me. Her breath was already getting shallow. I reached down seizing the hem of her dress in my hand and lifted it up. I smirked, as the sight of her fiery red pubes greeted me. “No panties you little slut?”

 

“No sir. I’ve been very horny and they got all wet.” Her tone was almost pleading.

 

“Oh, Lynn, Lynn, Lynn you have been very bad.  You know what’s going to happen now, get the crop.” My tone was ominous.

 

“Yes sir”, she turned quickly and went into the bedroom. Moments later she returned with a long black riding crop in her hand. “Here you are sir.” Her voice trembled as she hand it to me.

 

“Take off your dress young lady.” She quickly followed my command. The dress fell to the floor. She stood naked before me the nipples of her breasts each easily the size of 2 half dollars were hard as a rock. I could feel my cock swelling in my pants. “I guess you are horny you little slut. To the chamber with you.”

 

She nodded and turned to walk to the chamber.

 

The chamber was a small room off the kitchen in her house no bigger than 8 x 10. In the center was a wooden table that was just about waist height with ropes tied to all four legs and pillows for padding on the tip.  There was nothing else in the room.

 

We stepped inside and I pushed the door closed behind us. Lynn stood before the table with her back to me. I reached out with the crop and let it slid along the inside over her thigh she quiver and gasped. “Come undress your master.” I instructed. She turned and walked to me unbuttoning my shirt and easing it off my body. She then knelt down and removed my shoes and then my pants. When my cock popped out of my pants she moved to take it into her mouth, I pushed her away. “You don’t deserve your master’s cock yet.” She stood and turned to the table again.

 

I walked around the table until I was facing her. I ran my crop down over her nipples, I could see her tremble to its’ touch. I then eased it down over her stomach to her pussy slowly dragging the leather along her wet lips, she gasped.  “Bend over the table.” My instruction was firm.

 

“Yes Sir” She bent over the top of the table her arms hanging over the side closest to me. Kneeling down, I fastened each wrist to one of the legs. I stood up and walked around the table to the opposite end. Her ass was in the air spread before.

 

“You lied to get me here didn’t you?” I was guiding the crop up the inside of her thigh as I questioned her.

 

“Yes sir, I lied to you.” She replied in subservience. ZIP, SWAT, I brought the crop up and then down on her ass. She drew a quick breath. “I would do it again.” Swat again. She drew another quick breath. We continued on like this for several minutes, until her ass was criss-crossed with livid red marks from the crop.

 

“Will you be a good slave from now on?” I berated her.

 

“Yes sir, I am sorry, I truly am.” She answered like she had been subjugated.

 

“Show your master how sorry you are.” I demanded as I circled the table. Grabbing her hair I pushed my cock into her mouth.

 

She immediately began bathing it with her tongue. I thrust forward and she took it all in. I began pumping it in and out of her waiting mouth. She moaned and gasped as I pumped her face. I pulled out for a moment and rubbed my cock all over her face. “Give it back please master.” She pleaded.

 

“You love your master’s cock don’t you slave?” I was taunting her now.

 

“Oh yes” Then end of her reply was cut off be my manhood slipping back into her throat.

 

She was grinding her hips now as sucked my cock. I leaned forward and popped her on the ass again with the crops. She jumped a bit but never missed a stroke. I moaned with delight as she worshipped my cock.

 

I pulled back again and Lynn whimpered. “Please fuck me master.”

 

“I think you have earned it slave.” I grinned darkly and circled the table again. Pushing her legs apart I rubbed the head of my hardness against her soaking wet pussy lips.

 

She whimpered and tried to push back against me as best she could while tied to the table. “Oh, god, fuck me master.”

 

I pushed my cock into her. It slid in all the way to my balls. I began to thrust in and out. She pushed back at my every thrust. Moaning and screaming. “Oh yes fuck me hard.”

 

My cock slid in and out of her hole. I could feel my head hitting deep inside her, my balls slapping against her ass. She tightened as she came with a loud cry. I soon answered her by shooting my load deep inside her cunt.

 

She cried out again as I came. “Thank you for giving me your cum Master.”