The anatomy of sex & storytelling | Part 03
The Good-Bad Girl and the Bad-Good Guy
What I sexted as a response to the worst fantasy ever
Intro
The following story is a slight edit of something I wrote and ‘sexted’ a while ago to a vanilla guy I dated briefly. He was unfamiliar with the world of BDSM and powerplay, and I wanted to introduce him to what an ideal D/s scenario could look like, highlighting the playfulness and tenderness of sexual power exchange, while keeping it fairly ‘basic’.
I also wanted to ‘show him’ how to build a story and a scene after he’d ‘sexted’ me the absolute worst scenario I’ve read to date. This never ended up happening (with him)…
The Story
She tiptoes around the apartment in anticipation of his arrival — stressing slightly to get all ready in time, but mostly excited. The latter so much that she feels herself getting aroused as the clock ticks closer.
Candles are lit, the music is on.
Her bell rings.
She buzzes him in, leaves the front door at a slight gap and shuffles into the bedroom. Wearing the outfit he requested, a garter, fishnets, and lace lingerie, she finds her position on the bed; on all fours, her lower back is arched and her ass pointed in the direction of the door.
The sound of his footsteps makes her heart skip a beat. A light squeak gives away his whereabouts, and the sensation of his eyes on her nakedness makes her whole body tingle. She further arches her back, seductively in his direction, as to beckon him closer.
She’s so turned on, she can’t wait: Her right-hand finds its way into her own panties, causing her to moan lightly.
—Did I tell you to touch yourself? he asks firmly.
—No, but…she replies with a smirk.
—You know I’m going to have to punish you for that, right? From now on, you do what you’re told!
—Yes!
The sound of his unbuckling belt makes her gasp.
—Is he going straight for belt spanking?
The thought makes her wetter and tense at the same time.
She senses him approaching. She doesn’t know what to expect. The suspense drives her mad.
‘Smack!’
A hard slap across her ass breaks the silence; a stream of endorphins flushes through her.
—Ahhh, the sweet release…
A gentle stroke follows; his hand makes its way up her spine and to her neck, slowly, and then back down again. Caressing and teasing her until her body begs for more, he finally slips two fingers into her wetness, only to pull them out and stick them in her mouth. His hand continues down her throat and forces her neck backward and presses her up against his hard cock. Hungrily, she pushes back.
—Is that what you want? he teases. Don’t be greedy…
—Yes…please…she stutters.
—Not yet. Patience!
He ties her hands together behind her and places a palm between her shoulder blades, forcing her chest deeper into the mattress, and her lower back to arch even further.
—First, you pay for what you did earlier!
Increasingly harder slaps hit her ass cheeks until she feels them glow—numb and on fire at once. With each strike, she lets out a sigh, biting her lip in order not to yelp.
With a swift movement, he flips her around and pushes her head onto his cock. It immediately grows harder in her mouth.
Starting slow, she soon swallows all of him, deeper and deeper, until tears roll down her cheeks to blend with the salvia gushing from her mouth. Staring deeply into his eyes, she watches them start to roll back into his head. He’s close.
Moments before he cums, he pulls away, grabs her by the throat and pulls her in for a kiss.
—Good girl! Now it’s time for your reward.
Flipping her back around, he lubes her up. The tip of the plug presses against her and slides in, slowly, until it’s all there. Gasp!
He turns her over again, and now, he gets on his knees. His tongue moves across her lips to find her sweet-spot, while his fingers make their way inside to make a firm, upward movement. Her neck arches backward, opening her chest to give space to the fire rising from her root. She’s shaking now, and it only takes her moments to get there.
As she’s about to reach her peak, she finally gets what she’s been waiting for; his big, beautiful cock, deep inside her, filling her up.
He fucks her fast and fervently and quickly joins her in Elysium where they both combust and collapse, anointed in a veil of salty drops.
His strong arms cloak her and pull her close. Curling up, she nuzzles her head into the sanctuary on his chest to listen to his beating heart.
Very good girl! he repeats and kisses her forehead.
They lay there, entangled until the final waves calm and the salty beads on their bodies are replaced by good bumps.
—Hungry? she suggests.
He pours them both a glass of wine while she skips to the door to open for the delivery guy. Enmeshed on the couch, they half-watch some comedy show while feeding each other Pad-thai. He rubs her feet. She pinches his nipples, jokingly. They laugh and kiss.
Later, they return to the bedroom to have sex again—slowly, and gently this time—before they pass out in each other’s arms.
