Wanderingblind in topic Storytime
Part one
“Honey, you know Kim really needs help around the house. Her being a single mom of two college daughters, it is hard for her to keep up with the house. I told her you would help her with some items around her house. I told her you can get over there Saturday morning. Your hers for the whole morning. Is that ok?”
“I was planning on going for a run Saturday morning, but after that is will be fine.”
“Why don’t you just run over there?”
“That is pretty far,” I responded. “It’s over seven miles with some big hills. And what about my tools?”
“You can run that no problem honey. As for your tools, I drop them off in the morning for you, so they will be there.”
“Ok, will she be ok with me all sweaty.”
“I think she will deal with it. She just needs your strong able body. A little sweaty and tired will not matter.”
Saturday morning comes and I’m off for my run to Kim’s place. I’m going over the list in my head. Change two lights. Install a new screen door. Move some rocks. Cut some bushes back.
As I though the run was hard. I’m pretty tired when I get to her house. I start on the outside work. The whole time she is watching be from her patio. I always thought she was sexy. As she watched me in her tight yoga pants and sports top. My body dipping sweat. I would lean over, showing her my ass every time I got. By mid morning this little game was in full swing.
I finished the rocks and bushes. I got the door up and into place, when she sitting in the living room said,”wow, this is amazing. You know so much of this stuff. What would I do without you? I wish I had one of you for my own, haha”. I blushed a little and she saw that. “Did I make you blush there. So cute.”
I got the door in. My body is drained. She sees my state and smiles a small wicked grin. “You look exhausted. Why don’t you come sit here,” she said as she tapped the chair in front of her. Both my mind and body thought that was an amazing idea. I half sat and half fell into the chair. Without warning I felt her hands rubbing my temples. I first jumped a bit. She just leaned over and whisper,”relax, just sit and relax. Let my fingers help with your body.” Her words put me at easy and her fingers expertly worked my temples.
My body begins to relax and I can feel it slump deeper into the chair. Her hands move from my temples to my neck and shoulder. Her warm touch feels amazing. Making my body relax more and more.
“Look at the picture on the wall, boy.” My brain told that was weird, but my eyes lifted to the picture. It seemed like the shapes were moving. “See if you can follow the shapes. Tell me what kind of shapes do you see.”
I concentrate really hard, but at first I could not find any shapes and tell her. She tells me to look deeper. I had a thought of how is the picture moving, but it was gone as fast as it came into my mind. She keeps talking, but my mind is not picking up the words. I just stare looking for shapes. Finally, what seems like forever, I found a spiral. “I found one,” I let out with an excitement gasp.
“Good boy,” she whispers to me. “Now just follow the spiral. Let everything else disappear. You only see the spiral and listen to my words.” I only have noticed that you removed my sweat soaked shirt. Your hands massaging my shoulders and back, relaxing my more and more.
“Can you hear me boy?”
“Yes, I can hear you,” I respond in a sleep voice.
“Good boy. You like being a good boy for me?”
“Yes I like being a good boy for you.”
“Very good. Let’s move you over to the sofa. Lay face down. Keep listening to my words.”
For a moment, my mind was back, but her words about be so relaxed, feeling so deep, the enjoyment my body felt with her hands pulled me back under. I could fell my shorts being pulled down and her hands slowly and softly massaging my ass cheeks. Making their way deeper and deeper past my crack. I thought this is wrong, but my mind told me she was in charge. She knew what she is doing. Helping me relax and letting my body go.
My mind barely realized my body being turned over. It only came back when I felt her soft hand wrap around my soft cock. Stroke, slow and soft. Another stroke. Again and again. My mind racing. She could tell from my body fidgeting. “It’s ok my good boy. Don’t you like your cock being stroked? Can’t you feel the pleasure building?”
I was surprised when the words,”yes Ma’am” escaped my lips.
“Well just lay back and enjoy then my good boy.” A big smile spread across my lips. “Look how much you are enjoying this. After a hard day of work for your mistress, you getting your reward. Falling deeper and deeper for me. Feel my sexy grip wrapped around this big fat cock. Letting your mind fall deeper and deeper into my control. When you cum you will be nothing but my plaything. You can fight it. Just don’t orgasm. Just let your body stay in this bout of pleasure. Not coming down. I will stroke and stroke up until you beg me. You can beg me to stop or beg me to let you cum. If you beg me to stop, you will never feel this much pleasure. Never will your body feel so good. It is all your choice. Cum and be a good boy for your mistress or beg me to stop and never, ever feel this again.”
My body is not thrusting at each stroke. I need to cum so badly, but mistress? What is this all about? Being her playtime? Like her slave? I need a release so badly. My cock throbbing. Fuck, can’t think. The pleasure rolling in waves over my body. I let out a low long moan.
“Why are you fighting boy. Give in!! Your body is telling you it is ok. Doesn’t your body have a say. Your mind always ruining everything over thinking. Let your body make this choice. Never feel this pleasure or cum and be my plaything.”
My body needs it, but I just can’t give over my mind. I just have to beg her to stop she said. The simple words are hard to get to me lips. “I ... beg... you... to... let... me....CUM.” Wait that is not right.
“Cum for your mistress then boy. Cum hard and long and let your freewill leave your body as your seed ejaculates from my hard cock.”
My back arches and I feel my cock spasms. My jizz shoots high arches. I can feel my mind giving in to her and her will. As my seed hits my chest, I black out.
The next thing I remember was sitting in my driveway in her Jeep. My wife was at her window. Everything was blurry and cloudy.
“How did he do Mistress Kim?”
“He was wonderful my pet. You were right to give him to me. Like you said, his tongue is amazing. Now take him inside and let him relax. When he comes to, he will remember nothing. I want to see him again next Saturday.”
“As you command Ma’am.”
I felt myself being helped from the Jeep and walked into the house. My mind going black again once my head was resting on our sofa.
“Honey, you know Kim really needs help around the house. Her being a single mom of two college daughters, it is hard for her to keep up with the house. I told her you would help her with some items around her house. I told her you can get over there Saturday morning. Your hers for the whole morning. Is that ok?”
“I was planning on going for a run Saturday morning, but after that is will be fine.”
“Why don’t you just run over there?”
“That is pretty far,” I responded. “It’s over seven miles with some big hills. And what about my tools?”
“You can run that no problem honey. As for your tools, I drop them off in the morning for you, so they will be there.”
“Ok, will she be ok with me all sweaty.”
“I think she will deal with it. She just needs your strong able body. A little sweaty and tired will not matter.”
Saturday morning comes and I’m off for my run to Kim’s place. I’m going over the list in my head. Change two lights. Install a new screen door. Move some rocks. Cut some bushes back.
As I though the run was hard. I’m pretty tired when I get to her house. I start on the outside work. The whole time she is watching be from her patio. I always thought she was sexy. As she watched me in her tight yoga pants and sports top. My body dipping sweat. I would lean over, showing her my ass every time I got. By mid morning this little game was in full swing.
I finished the rocks and bushes. I got the door up and into place, when she sitting in the living room said,”wow, this is amazing. You know so much of this stuff. What would I do without you? I wish I had one of you for my own, haha”. I blushed a little and she saw that. “Did I make you blush there. So cute.”
I got the door in. My body is drained. She sees my state and smiles a small wicked grin. “You look exhausted. Why don’t you come sit here,” she said as she tapped the chair in front of her. Both my mind and body thought that was an amazing idea. I half sat and half fell into the chair. Without warning I felt her hands rubbing my temples. I first jumped a bit. She just leaned over and whisper,”relax, just sit and relax. Let my fingers help with your body.” Her words put me at easy and her fingers expertly worked my temples.
My body begins to relax and I can feel it slump deeper into the chair. Her hands move from my temples to my neck and shoulder. Her warm touch feels amazing. Making my body relax more and more.
“Look at the picture on the wall, boy.” My brain told that was weird, but my eyes lifted to the picture. It seemed like the shapes were moving. “See if you can follow the shapes. Tell me what kind of shapes do you see.”
I concentrate really hard, but at first I could not find any shapes and tell her. She tells me to look deeper. I had a thought of how is the picture moving, but it was gone as fast as it came into my mind. She keeps talking, but my mind is not picking up the words. I just stare looking for shapes. Finally, what seems like forever, I found a spiral. “I found one,” I let out with an excitement gasp.
“Good boy,” she whispers to me. “Now just follow the spiral. Let everything else disappear. You only see the spiral and listen to my words.” I only have noticed that you removed my sweat soaked shirt. Your hands massaging my shoulders and back, relaxing my more and more.
“Can you hear me boy?”
“Yes, I can hear you,” I respond in a sleep voice.
“Good boy. You like being a good boy for me?”
“Yes I like being a good boy for you.”
“Very good. Let’s move you over to the sofa. Lay face down. Keep listening to my words.”
For a moment, my mind was back, but her words about be so relaxed, feeling so deep, the enjoyment my body felt with her hands pulled me back under. I could fell my shorts being pulled down and her hands slowly and softly massaging my ass cheeks. Making their way deeper and deeper past my crack. I thought this is wrong, but my mind told me she was in charge. She knew what she is doing. Helping me relax and letting my body go.
My mind barely realized my body being turned over. It only came back when I felt her soft hand wrap around my soft cock. Stroke, slow and soft. Another stroke. Again and again. My mind racing. She could tell from my body fidgeting. “It’s ok my good boy. Don’t you like your cock being stroked? Can’t you feel the pleasure building?”
I was surprised when the words,”yes Ma’am” escaped my lips.
“Well just lay back and enjoy then my good boy.” A big smile spread across my lips. “Look how much you are enjoying this. After a hard day of work for your mistress, you getting your reward. Falling deeper and deeper for me. Feel my sexy grip wrapped around this big fat cock. Letting your mind fall deeper and deeper into my control. When you cum you will be nothing but my plaything. You can fight it. Just don’t orgasm. Just let your body stay in this bout of pleasure. Not coming down. I will stroke and stroke up until you beg me. You can beg me to stop or beg me to let you cum. If you beg me to stop, you will never feel this much pleasure. Never will your body feel so good. It is all your choice. Cum and be a good boy for your mistress or beg me to stop and never, ever feel this again.”
My body is not thrusting at each stroke. I need to cum so badly, but mistress? What is this all about? Being her playtime? Like her slave? I need a release so badly. My cock throbbing. Fuck, can’t think. The pleasure rolling in waves over my body. I let out a low long moan.
“Why are you fighting boy. Give in!! Your body is telling you it is ok. Doesn’t your body have a say. Your mind always ruining everything over thinking. Let your body make this choice. Never feel this pleasure or cum and be my plaything.”
My body needs it, but I just can’t give over my mind. I just have to beg her to stop she said. The simple words are hard to get to me lips. “I ... beg... you... to... let... me....CUM.” Wait that is not right.
“Cum for your mistress then boy. Cum hard and long and let your freewill leave your body as your seed ejaculates from my hard cock.”
My back arches and I feel my cock spasms. My jizz shoots high arches. I can feel my mind giving in to her and her will. As my seed hits my chest, I black out.
The next thing I remember was sitting in my driveway in her Jeep. My wife was at her window. Everything was blurry and cloudy.
“How did he do Mistress Kim?”
“He was wonderful my pet. You were right to give him to me. Like you said, his tongue is amazing. Now take him inside and let him relax. When he comes to, he will remember nothing. I want to see him again next Saturday.”
“As you command Ma’am.”
I felt myself being helped from the Jeep and walked into the house. My mind going black again once my head was resting on our sofa.
