Monday, June 28, 2010

Exchange II

It’s been too long.

Yes. It has.

I’ve been thinking about you.

Is that right?

Yes. Right thoughts, wrong thoughts. Filthy, depraved thoughts.

I never would have guessed.

I know I’m a bad man for neglecting you, darling. Do you think you could ever forgive me?

I might be able to forgive you. “Might” being the operative word, there.

I’ve been reading your words.

You’re forgiven.

And looking at your photos.

Now, you’re definitely forgiven.

In the name of research, of course.

“Research.” Of course.

They are…  You are… You still are…

What?

Delectable. Exquisite.

I am?

You always have been. To me.

Oh.

I have a confession to make.

You don’t like the photographs after all.

I’ve been stroking my cock to them.

Oh god.

Oh yes, darling. I’ve been a dirty voyeur reading your words, looking at your body. I look at you while I stroke myself, taking my stiff cock to a hard, leaking missile, thinking about all of the things I want to do to you, thinking about the other men that might be getting off on you.

Fuck.

You’ve had that effect on me from the very beginning. You know that.

I wasn’t so sure there for a while.

I bet there are quite a few of them out there jerking off to you.

You like that idea, don’t you?

Yes.

You always have.

Yes, yes.

My lips, my mouth, my pussy, my tight little hole being taken and possessed by other men and used for their pleasure.

Oh. Fuck. Yes.

And their mouths and hands and cocks taking pleasure, giving pleasure, giving me pleasure, more pleasure than I’ve ever known, more pleasure than I can physically bear, more pleasure than…

Say it. I want you to say it. I need you to say it.

More pleasure… More pleasure that you can possibly ever give me on your own.

Fuck, fuck.

It turns you on even as it makes you a little crazy, doesn’t it, baby?

Oh fuck, yes. I’ve been thinking about you, thinking about this so much lately. I can’t get it, and you, out of my head. And those other men that want to fuck you. I get so hard knowing there are other men that want to fuck you just as much as I want to fuck you, as urgently, as savagely, as completely as I want to take you, fuck you, use you, mark your fair, pretty skin.

Actually, there are a few contenders.

There’s my little slut. Will you tell me about them?

There are five men, five very different men with radically different bodies and personalities and sexual desires. Five men that make me thump, that make me wet, that make me want sweet things, dirty things, downright debased things. Five men I want so intensely I fuck myself softly, brutally, passionately. Thinking of them, fantasizing about them leads my hands to my cunt no matter where I am or what I’m doing. It leads one, then two, then three fingers into my dripping slit, it leads my thumb to my needy, swollen nub, it leads my hands to my hot aching flesh, to my breasts, to my hard rosy peaks.

And this insatiable hunger and need will lead me to them. To all of them.

Oh, fuck. Fuck. You made me shudder. You’re making me shudder. My hands are shaking.

I’m so glad, baby. I like making you shake. It excites me like you wouldn’t believe knowing I have that effect on you. I’m dripping wet knowing my greedy appetite has that effect on you.

It does. You do. My throbbing cock and the precum smeared all over my stomach proves you do.  

Oh, that’s quite the delicious picture, lover. And you’re quite the exceptional man. Trembling, leaking, salivating, feeding off my perversity, off my need for men in their multiplicity. Off my need for you to be my filthy little voyeur.

Oh, I do. I do. With you, I do. I’m hard in an instant thinking of them taking you, spreading you open, filling every hole, roughly pounding your cunt, your ass, your mouth and throat, painting your petite body in rivers of their cream, you moaning and screaming from the extremity of a pleasure you have lusted after for so long.

I’m hard now imagining…oh fuck…picturing a big, thick shiny dick sliding out of your well-fucked cunt, come slowly oozing, dripping, coating your inner thighs and your ass as he straddles your face and your lips and tongue lick him clean.  

You’re such a dirty slut.

Yes, I am.

I like having you as my slut.

Oh fuck.

You like being my slut, don’t you?

Yes.

I can’t hear you, slut.

Yes, yes, yes.

That’s better. Shall I tell you, then, what I have in store for you, my slut, my whore, my beautiful little fucktoy?

Oh. Fuck. Yes. Please.

I like hearing you beg.

Oh fuck. Please, please.

I can’t quite hear you, slut.

Please. Please. Please.

That’s much better.

I’ve decided I want you there for the first of them. To see me with the one man I want the very most. The one who makes me throb and pulse and thump at the sheer thought of his hands, his mouth, his cock, his overpowering body. The one who sets off my starvation with the sound of his deep voice. The one who sets my cunt salivating with a single piercing look. The one who will eat me and fuck me and take me as no other has ever done before.

Oh god.

And all the while you’ll be tied to the chair by the bed, your painfully erect, uncut man-meat leaking delicious nectar onto your beautiful caramel skin, begging for touch, for my touch, begging for my mouth, my lips, my cunt, my hole as you watch him use and control me.

As you watch him make me his dirty little slut.

Oh, god. Fuck. No. Yes. Yes.

Yes, my darling, you will be there to witness it all. To witness the possession and domination of a body you know so well. To witness another man’s voracious cunt love being sated by me and me alone. To witness his lips and tongue devouring my clit, my kitty, my arse. To witness his hard cock filling me to the brim, his rock ramming, pounding, fucking my pussy, his hands searing my skin, grabbing at my flesh. To witness his thick, pink flesh penetrating the tight little hole I’ve only ever wanted possessed by you until now. To witness this big, strong hulk of a man smearing his face, his chest, his cock, every inch of his skin with my flowing juices, branding himself as my new lover.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

And once he’s done, once my spent, fucked, stretched, marked body has been his, after he is done making me his slut, I’ll proceed to make you mine.

Oh god. Oh god. Yes. Yes.

I’ll proceed to wreak my revenge on your body, a tender and brutal revenge I know you crave more than anything else.

Oh, fuck. I do. I do. I don’t know why but I do.

I care not why you do, my darling slut. I merely care to give you what you need and desire most.

Oh, fuck.

I know, I know. The dance is on, lover. Yet again.

It’s been too long.

Yes. It has.

24 comments:

Spring Flower said...

Oh my!!! What a great read to start my day!!

Just A. Girl said...

Fantastic post. It makes me aroused with anticipation. On the edge of my seat suspense. :)

southerngirl said...

Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.

You paint my panties with oozing, drippy oils baby girl. NOW what am I going to do.....

Excellent.

xx

Playm8 said...

My goodness that was incredibly depraved and incredibly HOT !!!

Ella said...

Beautiful. I became you. It is agonizing that I cannot share in your (soon to come?) relief. xo - E.

Green Eyed Frenchy said...

Amazingly hot! It is such a revenge in a way! Now I wonder if the 5 will ask themselves who they are? ;) I just love this post!

The Muffin Fan said...

Such decadent deliciousness, Cheeky! You astound me. Such wonderful deliciousness unleashed from that spectacular, and often filthy, mind of yours!

I am overwhelmed by your sensual, carnal power. Such vivid images and impressions burned within the Camera Eye of My Own Mind. A snap of the flash, and my neurons are changed forever. I am seared by the indomitable power of your prurient prose.

The Panserbjørne said...

I'll bet you giggle fiendishly to yourself after writing entries like this, knowing exactly what kind of reaction they're going to engender with your audience (both male and female). You are a wicked, wicked woman. :)

-- PB

Southern Sage said...

Such a naughty little girl you are.

5 huh?

I have to wonder who the other 4 are..

Florida Dom said...

You know how to write an erotic, hot scene. Keep it up (pun intended).

FD

Cheeky Minx said...

Spring Flower: Thank you so much, lovely! Always happy to provide a little a kick start...

Just A. Girl: Nothing quite beats the delicious build-up. Well, there might be something! I'm so glad you enjoyed it. :)

SG: Mmmm, now that's quite the picture, babe! I do love reducing you to a sticky mess. Thank you. xx

Playm8: I thank you kindly, sir. And there's a lot more where that came from!

Ella: Thank you so much. If there's one woman who can easily step into my shoes, I suspect it is you.

And yes, the wait will be over very, very soon... xx

Frenchy: Hmmm, will these much desired men recognize themselves in the words? I wonder too. Thank you so much, lovely lady! xx

Muffin: I'm so glad you enjoyed the sounds of the carnal delights on offer! Hmmm, on second thought, that might be six rather than five... ;)

PB: Ah, you know me all too well, PB. I sat here at my laptop in black stockings, knickers and bra (cf. HNT: Eight for further reference!) wickedly giggling away as I imagined all the naughty and filthy thoughts and actions this piece might inspire.

As for the "wicked woman" tag, I take it as the highest praise. ;)

Sage: I am a very naughty girl, indeed. But then, you already know that.

You'll find out the identity of other men in time, Number One.

Florida Dom: Thank you so much! And I will "keep it up" with the greatest of pleasure. :)

Sexie Sadie said...

GOOD LORD, this is HAWT!!

Oh god. Yes it is. Thanks for the tingles!!

xo~Sadie

Cheeky Minx said...

Ooh, thank you so much! And if I can give Sexie Sadie the tingles, I might be doing something right... ;)

Easily Aroused said...

You are the most cunning of linguists, Minx. Conversing with you would be an exquisite pleasure, the sort that changes a man forever...

~EA

Cheeky Minx said...

I have to admit I relish any experience that affords me the opportunity to wrap my lips and tongue around a variety of words and phrases, EA.

And I suspect the pleasure would be all mine. Thank you...

jewel said...

Wow..that went a completely different place than I thought at the first...so HOT...to have a witness of my depravity, would be something....wow

Maggie said...

Mmmm thanks for the lovely image to kick off a wicked weekend with!

Cheeky Minx said...

jewel: Ah, yes, witnesses and voyeurs do round things off in a rather deliciously naughty way, don't they? Thank you...

Maggie: You are most welcome. I'm happy to assist most forms of wickedness. Thank you.

HEDONE said...

*pussy pulsing*

This is pure porn. The best porn. Who needs all those stupid visuals, your words show so much more.

Divine writing my dear.

-H

P.S. Now I'm hot and bothered...thanks for that :-/

Cheeky Minx said...

I am a truly wicked woman because I do so relish the thought of making you hot and bothered, H! Thank you for the generous words, lovely lady...

(PS Look out for part III very soon...)

Sex Toys Kitten said...

I now have to decide whether to go out now or wait for while to masturbate..... think it's time for the knickers to come down

Cheeky Minx said...

Mmmm, decisions, decisions... I'm very glad to hear you enjoyed it so much that you needed to settle on the latter option, STK...

Molly said...

Bloddy hell...I hope there is an Exchange 3....*goes off to search

Mollyxxx

Cheeky Minx said...

Alas, part III doesn't exist, Molly. Although, there may be something in this vein appearing very soon...