It’s been a long day, lots of decisions to be made, getting the job done right and ensuring that everyone’s happy. So many of them all relying on me and I’m very determined to do it right, to not let them down. Not taking any shit from anyone, keeping it tight like a well oiled machine. They got lucky with me as their boss, as their Queen B, and they know it. I love it so much but it takes a lot out of me.
I’m tired now, I can feel tension running all over my body. It’s definitely time to forget about work. And I know just the thing that I deserve, just the thing to relax this tired body of mine.
I take out the clip that’s been holding back my hair all day, feel it falling across my face and down my back. mmm… I sigh. Yes that already feels much better. My hands rub the back of my neck, pulling and tugging gently at my hair. Ahh, finally.
I pour myself a whiskey and indulge in the heat that runs down the back of my throat as I swallow. The inside of my mouth is wet with saliva.
I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I pull off my clothes, they’re still sticky with my sweat, which I can smell as the dress goes over my head. I take a deep inhale and slowly breathe it out. mmm I love that aroma, my own sweet smelling odour after a long days work.
I catch myself naked in the already misting mirror on the wall, my cheeks slightly pink, the tips of my fiery red hair tickling over my nipples. I run my hands over my tits and belly. I like how I look, even in the half blurred reflection.
Under the shower the heat of the water makes my skin tingle, I feel it softening as the water runs down my neck, over my face, in my mouth. I reach my arms above my head, stretch and wriggle out my warming muscles. I feel myself sighing. God this feels good. I can sense my pussy responding, very slightly swelling as I indulge in rubbing the oily soap all over myself. I especially like to rub it into my ass and thighs, they feel so strong, so big, so firm. I give them a squeeze with a full open palm, pressing hard, before washing the soap away.
Out of the shower I switch on some music, take another sip of my whiskey and grab the jar of coconut oil from the kitchen. Why not? I think and laugh to myself. Treat yourself.
I got to the couch and lie down, resting up against the soft cushions. I pour the oil from high above me, onto my chest, arching my upper back and watching the drops run between my boobs and over my ribs. I giggle oops that was rather a lot of oil. And now it’s running down past my belly button, into my pubes.
I pause.
I want to see how far down the oil drips before I touch it….. Yes… It’s reached the outer lips of my pussy. mmmm, it feels cool after the heat of the shower. I shiver a little.
Now I’m rubbing the oil over the front of my body, hands moving fast in the slippery puddles, squeezing my thighs again, grabbing my tits, pinching my nipples, caressing ever so slightly between my thighs. Just enough that I can feel the heat building there.
I roll onto my side, my top leg slightly bent so I have a full view of my bum cheek and hip and the gorgeous line that runs from my ribs to the outside of my thigh. I add more oil and begin to slowly stroke my bum cheek, occasionally grabbing harder but I don’t speed up. I feel my little finger sliding between the cheeks, the tips of my other fingers meeting the folds of my wet pussy. I grip my hands around my hip firmly and roll onto my back, rubbing over my belly, bending my knees so my feet rest on the couch, my legs spread wide.
I arch my lower back and listen to myself moaning, my breath heavy. oh, what a perfect way to leave the day behind I think as my fingers brush and play with my pubic hair, until I take the hand over to the other hip, grabbing and caressing myself. Fuck I love touching my ass.
I start to get a little firmer, smacking my bum, enjoying the sound and the way the rest of my body stiffens as I make impact. I want more…
I remember the paddle whip I stashed under the cushions of the couch, I reach for it’s long, hard, leather wrapped handle, a bit like a riding crop. I curl my fingers around it whilst stroking my ass with the other hand. oooh yes, this what I want.
I brush the little leather paddle at the end of the stick over my face, tapping it gently against my cheek, it makes a firm, satisfying sound. I pull it down over my throat and then to my ass, which is practically begging for it.
Yes, you want me to whip you, don’t you little cheek? You want me to turn you all red like a ripe little cherry, don’t you? Well okay then.
I start soft, little taps with different rhythms and pressure. Fuck! It turns me on so much! I’m almost holding my breath.
I know what I want.
I raise my hand high and move it quickly through the air – Whack! – The first hard hit and I’m quivering. Uh – yes! Yes… I do it again, and again even a little harder and then linger with some softer strokes. The skin is already looking pink. I smile. I’m so soft and fragile to the eye – ha!
I keep hitting my ass, then roll onto my belly and to spank myself from behind my head, rubbing my pelvis against the fabric of the couch. I’m really getting into it, spanking harder and harder, it hurts but I like it, and I love the way the rest of my body responds, so tense and trembling, before releasing as I’m moaning and crying out.
I lie on my back and stroke the whip down the inside of my thighs, sometimes I hit a little harder but mostly I like the soft tickle on my legs. Then I tap the end of the leather paddle right on the middle of my pussy and over my clit which I can feel growing and throbbing. I love it when my cunt gets all wet when I’ve barely even touched her. But now I will..
Tap, tap, tap, tap… On I go, my other hand digging into the soft flesh of the top of my leg, finger nails sinking in.
I release the long shaft of the whip and let it fall to the floor so my hands are both free. I’m so horny, I can feel my pussy is wide open and I plunge my middle finger straight in feeling the inside of my vagina gripping firmly around it, pulling me in deeper.
I prop myself up so I can get a better angle and add another finger, fucking myself determinately, pressing the tips of my fingers to the front wall of my pussy. I love it so much, moving around to find all the sweet spots, shifting the pace. My breath is fast and heavy.
I close my eyes and imagine that I’m being fucked by a dick. By 2 dicks! One after the other! Both of them so big and hard! Yes! I love it when I start to fantasise. It turns me on even more and I try to go deeper with my fingers, as deep as I can, the other hand slapping and twitching on my clit. Both hands choreographed perfectly to make me cum.
I can feel it building inside me, I can hear the wetness of my pussy, squelching as my hands move faster and faster. I continue fantasising about being fucked, the images making me hotter and hotter.
Yes – oh yes! Oh fuck me, yes oh my God, yes I’m coming, oh wow I’m coming so hard. My pussy squeezing and clamping around my own fingers, contracting with pleasure, again and again before it begins to slow down. My body quivering and trembling, my back still arching. I stop touching my clit and gently stroke my thighs, feeling my cum dripping down my leg. My breath slows, my body softens, my ass cheeks still slightly tingling from the whip.
I reach for the whiskey and take large sip, sinking back into the sofa, my eyes drifting close.