Kisses @ MindSay

trail of a  delishious kiss.

 crumbs of a  dessert  brushed away

as your hands glide gently through my hair

 your eyes  capturing mine

and my lips naturally curve up in a smile

inviting your soul in to mine..

Check this out. It's soooo sweet!

She watched as he spread her robe open. He held her eyes for a moment then raised her gown to her waist and slid his fingers under the elastic of her panties.  A moment later he pulled her panties down to her knees. Her pulse surged and she tested the knot around her wrists again as she felt the cool air and the warmth of the fire on her thighs. She tried to spread her legs, and felt her panties tighten around her knees.

Kneeling next to her, he leaned over her hips and softly, barely kissed her tummy and then two kisses lower, stopping short.  She moaned softly and rocked her hips, and tried to spread her legs again. He softly raised her gown again, draping it above her breasts. Her nipples were small, dark and hard, and he softly kissed one, sucked gently on it, kissed the other and made a circle around with his tongue. She arched her back to feed him and he kept his mouth just beyond her.  She moaned again, and started to speak. He put his fingertip to her lips to quiet her and she puckered her lips to kiss it, but he withdrew it.

He’d posed her, lying on her side, a pillow wedged behind her, her head resting on another. She was exposed, nude, helpless with her hands and legs bound.  She blushed, her tummy and hips aching for his touch, his kiss and he only rewarded her with his eyes. Catching her gaze and then, as she watched, he looked at her breasts, her hips and between her thighs.

He leaned close to her face and she raised her head for a kiss. He was so close that she was breathing the air he exhaled, then, he reached and took her hair and draped it over her shoulders, completing the pose.  He laid very close along side her, not quite touching her. She tried to get closer. He leaned over and kissed her neck and felt her let out a breath, raise her head and kiss his.  She felt his fingertips, softly touch her tummy and slowly move downward. She tried again to spread her legs more, then brushed her nipples against his chest and buried her face against his neck.

He softly, lightly touched her thighs and her lips but did not penetrate her. He whispered how wet she was and she whimpered again and moved her nipples against his chest. He rolled away from her, petted her lips briefly and then took his fingers away. She softly struggled and whispered. He took the same hand and softly stroked her cheek, she whispered again, then silenced as he kissed her, softly, but for a long time. He looked at her pretty face again, the contour of her eyes, and brushed away tears from her cheek then kissed her again. She pressed her kiss to his, tilting her head. He whispered a question to her.

“yes, my love” She answered.

She took a deep breath as she felt the palm of his hand slide between her thighs. She first closed her thighs around his hand, but then tried to spread her legs again and push her hips.   She gasped as he spread her lips wide, felt deeply and began massaging her clit. She arched her back, and moaned loudly. As he whispered to her how wet she was and pushed his fingers deeper into her, she felt a wave of heat as she blushed and then came. He moved his fingers faster, pressed hard on her clit and she shuddered again and scooted next to him, resting her face against his shoulder and breathing his scent.

She couldn’t move her hands, or spread her legs for him, so she rocked her hips as his fingers explored and found the spot deep inside her. She shuddered again and he kissed the tears from her cheeks, and he withdrew his fingers, and held the palm of his hand against her lips. She kissed his chest and whispered again. She opened her eyes to see him looking at her. Feeling his fingers searching for her clit again, the sweet sting as his fingers penetrated her anus, she smiled and caught her breath, tilting her head for his kiss, then arching her back, feeling him putting pressure on her nipple with his mouth, the tiniest bite.

She held her breath as he held her next to him.   His skin warmed her, his affection for her burned inside her. She let her  breath out, pinched his  lips with  her thumb and finger  and gave him a kiss instead of waiting  for him.  The  look on his face was surprised and happy, and she blushed. She smiled to his  and kissed him again.

"This could go on all day"  The tone in his voice almost animated. She was surprised again.

"Or forever"  She said and then held her breath again.  She felt  him  hold her tighter.  

He held her and traced her lips with his fingertip, pulled the blanket back and the  traced her nipple.  It was small, sensitive and rose firmly when he touched her. She  turned slightly  to let him  look  at her and put her arm around his neck. 

"I'm very pleased with you My Pet"  He took his hand away from her  breasts, put his finger under her  chin  and held her face up.  She looked into his eyes, and saw  much, and much to  think about.  She tried to say something back,  but smiled and then buried her face against his neck and kissed him again and  again.   The words wouldn't come,  so she kissed him again. She was happy and his  words emptied her,  but she held her  breath.  He raised  her face again, and smiled at her and the pressure vanished, she kissed him.

"Put your jeans on, something light and warm" He relaxed his arms, but she held and didn't move.

"Clothes? Put on? I may need some help!" She giggled and teased him with  a huge look  of surprise. The pressure passed instantly and she was thrilled. "I'm a very happy Your-pet, Your-girl"    She said it easily. It wasn't a response,  but a statement. She giggled again,  turned his face to her  and pressed hard  a kiss.  She was herself again, and happy. It was a good  sign she thought.

"Put something on, including panties and a bra. I'll enjoy stripping you later."  She stood up and the  blanket fell to the floor.  She turned and wiggled her butt at him and  squealed when his hand reached  between her legs and it tickled.

"Where to?"   She went into her closet and rolled her eyes at the site of just a few things hanging there. "What to wear,  what to wear?"  She said out loud and laughed again at the  site. She was happy she told herself and began to search again for the feeling of him being inside her, around her.  Her face flushed as her thoughts detached her for a moment.

"Downstairs"  He  picked up the phone  and called for service for their bedroom, and bath, the  kitchen.  "We'll be gone for about an  hour. Also, leave some soup,  a green salad, gallon of milk, the rest we'll let you know."

"We have a downstairs?"  She laughed and  teased and wondered what he was up to. It was raining much harder and she  went to his chest of drawers and got out his a well worn sweatshirt  and put it over her tee shirt and  reached for his heavy socks.

"They're going to freshen up while we're downstairs. Ready?"  He looked her over and his heart stopped. Her skin was flushed, she held her head to the side combing her long hair,  her jeans filled out.  She reached for her new bottle of perfume and sprayed it  quickly and came straight to  him.

"no  make-up!  You had better not be taking me out where everyone will point and  stare"  She gave a grave look, then her eyes betrayed her.

"Let me  see your freckles. See if you remember your rules"  

She obediently  stepped close and raised her eyes, knowing what was next. A quick kiss.  She took  his hand and held tight. He recognized the body language and took her firmly.  "Oh !  Go and open a  bottle of wine to breathe.  Whatever you think."

She smiled and obeyed his command, thankful  that he was pushing and taking the lead.

They walked out onto  the upper  area way that over looked the larger living room below. The fireplace went from floor  to  ceiling with another attached in their suite. The house was sectioned off where they could have privacy throughout, or join the others  in common areas.   He took her down the staircase and  instead of out the front door when they went shopping he guided her to  another section that  was below their suite.  He opened the double doors for her and the sweatshirt felt good when the unheated  room  cooled her. He turned on the  lights and  she saw a  large open space,  a garage area to the far end,  high ceiling once it cleared the living  space above and skylights that were grayed out from the storm. Large  windows were on either side so  that with the skylights  you had sunlight from day break to sunset.  He released her and she saw a couple of benches near the garage area, tools a few materials and another room  off the garage.

"I've had shelving  put in  that far room, the  benches  will be moved in there and the  materials. That  room has  a large  roll up  door and attached patio, like this one.  He pointed to the area on the East side and she noticed a large roll up door that you could drive a truck through. "I'm going to use that back room for projects and a few things,  that way there won't be any dust in here."

"What's this area  going to be for then?"

"You"

"You're going to keep me down here?"  She raised an  eyebrow and went to  him, smiling and teasing.

"I thought you'd like to paint again, or sculpt or whatever you want to. If you want, you  can design this as a  studio.  I wanted to reward you. I'm very happy"

She turned and looked around again  and tried  to instantly convert it. She turned back to him and put  her arms around her neck.

"I can fill this up.  You better  think about this."

"I hope you do. This is yours,  ours.  Fill everything up."
"okay. my love. Yes."

"There's something else."  He reached for her  hand  when she held it out and led him around in circles imagining 'her'  studio. "I want you to get ideas for the place."

"Like what?"  She understood instantly she was making decisions,  moving in. He was a step ahead of her,  bastard!. She lived here, warmed his bed. He was  giving her a home,  if only she accepted.  She did.  Damnation was certain, but salvation  was  possible.  No, no pressure. But  there was a few loose ends.   She connected the last dot and thought. If he'd brought all this up, she'd been terrified  and defensive. Her  heart broke  and tears filled her eyes  for a moment. 

"I don't know. Take the place and make the changes you want.  I'll be here. But do it."

When  he said that,  she smiled and thought to  take her  position.  "I  want something  else. Where's your book?"  They walked back into the  main area, there was another room/office/library  through double  doors.  He  brought out the display book she'd seen before.  She held his eye and opened the book to a random page without looking, to a  girl  bound and displayed.   "This. I want all of you,  all of it. This"  She said  without looking at the pose.  "I need you to take me past, everything. I need to  go here."

He smiled and  glanced at the photograph. "Granted" 

She walked to the center of  her new studio and let her  thoughts reward her as well. She felt his  arms around her and she  leaned against him. He pulled her hair  back away  from her ear and  bit  it. She giggled. "I know my love. I know". 

 She slid away from  him, pushed a pillow under his arm and went to relieve herself, and wash her face. She wanted to sleep another hour, or longer unless he  woke her up again.  Her stomach growled  again and  she  giggled. She thought  she'd better  get up or it would wake him.  They had skipped dinner, with nothing since lunch, and her tummy was protesting. The rest of her was purring though  and she smiled at that. She felt the  soreness and swelling of her labia, and anus, how tender her  nipples  were and smiled, and ran her hand over her thighs and between her legs.  She'd slept, wonderfully,  covered  with his sweat, his scent and her thighs sticky with him. 

They had went to bed and  slept soundly for several hours,  when he woke her up.  She guided him into her as he positioned  her like he wanted, wrapped his arms tightly  around her, and she rode his cock for wave  after wave of pleasure. He pulled away,  turned her, positioned her again and she gasped as the cool sea breeze stung her skin and hardened her nipples even more. She opened her mouth for his use, wanting to taste him and he rewarded her with moans of his pleasure.   She slid her hand between his legs directing his cock to where  she wanted, rolled over on her tummy  and raised  her hips, then spread her cheeks  and pushed again and again, taking breaths  with each thrust and aching with  each  wave that shot through her.

She came over and over, then surrendered entirely for  his use. He turned her again on her back, spread  her lips wide  and pulled her hips to him again.  She held the sheets with her fists and  took his thrusts until he curled up  next to  her  and kissed  her neck.  He played with her sore, swollen labia as she let the pain and ache sting her as she felt him flow out  of her between her thighs and her cheeks.  He ran his hands, his fingers over her, caressing, kissing her. He didn't have to say anything, she knew from his touch. He kissed her for a long time and she used her breath to sustain him and care for him. She'd fallen asleep tucked under his arm, when he pulled the  covers over them again, the scent of him and their sex in each breath.

 She checked to see  if he was stirring. She sat next to him trying to think but not allow some of her thoughts  to return now that it was  daylight.  She was fine in the daylight today, and she let out a shaky breath.  She looked at him sleeping, and thought as she examined him, he's not the man she thought of when  she imagined her guy.  She still couldn't fit all the pieces together and it surprised her how she felt right now.  He was tall, thick muscles and people smiled at him, and,  they stepped aside when he walked in. He was easy to approach, and seemed to just take the world as he found it, but his confidence was as overpowering as his scent to her.  If it were up to looks, he was handsome, not pretty, not what she'd been attracted  to  at all. Her heart ached and twisted when she looked at him, but then  she smiled thinking about how he made her laugh, a roller coaster of emotions unless she shook it off.

She looked through the packages, still unpacked, and found her new nightgowns and robes, and picked one each. She giggled loudly  at the sight of her new panties and bras, and summoned the pain and ache of last  night.   At one point, when he  took her, she  was  out of control and a mere,wonderful, receptacle for his cock.  She smiled again, with wicked wicked thoughts, coming when she was so full and stretched.  It happened first when he displayed her. His fingers inside her, shaving her, she lost her mind and couldn't do anything except give in to him.   What happened after that was on pure instinct, still maddened by the ache, she didn't think but just  clinged to him.  She'd figured that out just now, she was clinging to him from what he'd done to her. Her heart ached and emptied again, and she thought to lay down with him again, wait for him to wake.  She kissed him lightly and walked away a little shaky as her emotions rolled and surged.

She peeked out of the curtains and at first she thought it  was still early, but  looked  to  see  heavy  clouds  and a dark  rainy  day in the forecast.  Instead of dreary thoughts, she thought for a second and remembered.  She looked through the frig for the  food she'd ordered stocked, picked out what she wanted, made coffee and pressed the button and tiptoed through their bedroom to the shower.   She  made a mental list of the lists  she needed to make. She giggled again and was relieved to see  body wash in the shower and wrapped soap bars. The only  time she'd been here  before she was handcuffed or wrapped around his waist, and she squealed a bit smiling and reliving the way he took her.

By the time she heard him getting up, their kitchen was warm, food was almost ready and she waited for him to come and find her.  A moment later, he came in and took her in his arms, holding her trying to wake up. He kissed her immediately, and she ached.

"Pretty girl"   She smiled when he said that.

"I have food!  You didn't feed your pet." She put the coffee cup in his hand and kissed him back.

He sipped the coffee  and tried again to wake up.

"Just take the butter, and  coffee, and sit down." 

He went to the patio door and stood in the breeze for a moment, out of the warmth of the kitchen area.

"How about  a  fire? Then we can,  whatever, after we eat"

"I always like our "whatevers. Yes, a fire."

She put hot bread on  the table, took a large steak from the cook top grill on a platter, with another platter of hashbrowns, and grabbed the coffee pot.  He lit the fire and came in and sat down, looking for the coffee cup.  She took  a sip and handed it to him, motioning him  to refill it. She put two steak knifes, forks and large spoons on the table wrapped in cloth napkins and sat down with a bowl full of poached eggs and the butter.  He sat silently watching her every move taking in the scene, and realizing the smell and sizzle of steak was beginning to torment him.

"Your pet is starving! And, I've had to smell it cooking!"   She took her knife and fork, dropped the napkin in her lap and cut a big bite of the steak, and tore at the bread while she chewed.  Looked around, jumped up and got a knife for the butter and buttered the bread. Another big bite and then dipped the bread in  the poached eggs.  He took his knife and fork and joined her, cutting another bite off the steak, and spooned out a bite of the eggs.  She got up again suddenly, brought back salt, pepper, Tabasco, and jam.

"Wonderful breakfast my pet. Thank you"  She had her mouth full and puckered up for a smooch.  He leaned forward and kissed her, and she tasted the Tabasco on his lips.

"Your tummy woke me up this morning"  He smiled and cut another bite of the steak. She squealed and giggled.

"You must feed your pet! Especially if  you're going to just take her in  the middle of the night."

"Happy tummy?"   They  shared the  steak and eggs, she refilled the coffee cup. The wind picked up and it began to rain heavily, she looked over at the fire and put it together for the rest of the day. Just like that.

"Yes. Happy pet"

"You know, I like this." He smiled and cut more steak since she was taking two bites to his one. She laughed.

"If you'd  told me I'd be doing  this"   She shook her head and stabbed the piece of steak he just cut. "I'm doing things that never occurred to me.  It's how I am with 'you', that's all I can  figure.  I share our bed, our pleasure, food, warmth, I breathe for you, care for you, maybe I'll even enlighten you. I don't know. Its how I am with you is all I can figure"

"What do I do for you then?" He  quickly  cut another piece of steak and she laughed at him.

"I don't fall apart".  She smiled at him, and stole another bite of his eggs. He reached for the bread and butter, and just smiled, she knew he was pleased with her and she shuddered.

"Yesterday, I was yours. Today, I  am yours."  Surprised she said it outloud.

"I'm  going to start a bath. Finish your food and then come find me."  She took another piece of bread smearing it with  butter and jam, leaving  him with the rest  of the steak and eggs.