1. Saturday submissive


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    will dress, act, perform, say, watch and go How, where and when I want and not say no I promise it will be erotic, exciting, and fun You might even think a little kinky before it’s done So have an open mind and know in your heart My love is unconditional and that’s the best part Love, Jack I closed the card, laid it on the table, and looked directly into his adoring blue eyes not knowing what to say. “Remove your robe now please,” he said. I was about to protest since removing my robe would leave me entirely naked in our undraped kitchen. Sensing I was about to speak he reached across the table and pressed his index finger across my lips. I had spent many hours walking around the house naked, but never when Jack was home or when a nosey neighbor might catch a glimpse of me. Nevertheless; the idea of doing it today was enticing, so I rose from my chair pushed the robe off my shoulders, letting it drift slowly to the floor. I was now standing in our dinette completely naked where anyone who might be looking could see my prominently protruding nipples and my pebbled skin from the slight chill in the air and the nervousness I felt. “Beautiful,” was all he said. I stood still, my hands trembling slightly as Jack stood and moved closer. When I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face, he reached up and lightly touched my left breast with his fingers floating so softly across it that I shivered and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I had no idea a touch this ...
    gentile could be so stimulating. Slowly he moved his hand along the bottom and up the side until he reached my nipple. Using the deftest of touch, he rolled my hard bud between his fingers while never taking his eyes from mine. I could not remember ever being aroused so quickly or easily and I sensed heat building between my weakening legs. I was about to fall back into the chair when his other hand found its way to my right breast. At that moment, I didn’t care if the whole neighborhood could see me standing naked in the middle of our undraped dinette with Jack’s hands caressing and rubbing my breasts; while occasionally pinching and rolling my nipples between his fingers. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, loving every precious second as my breathing became audible. Expressions of gratitude were forming in my throat when he suddenly stopped and stepped back. My eyes blinked in bewilderment, but he just smiled. “Why don’t you enjoy the cool morning and your coffee? I will be back shortly. But do not put your robe back on.” I cleared my throat to protest, but once again, he placed his index finger across my lips “Remember I am your director and you my actress.” Dizzy with desire and frustration, I watched as he left the room. I was tempted to follow but didn’t, instead I shuffled across the room where the coffee maker was located, pausing in front of our full-length glass patio door to take inventory of my naked body in the reflection. Although only four months from my ...