John Ladder

Not Yet

Getting up to go to work has never been a burden. I enjoy what I do for a living. But, there are days I don't want to be an adult. I want to be that fun loving guy that just has fun. That fun, being fully encompassed in the bed right now, is sleeping.
I wipe the last of the shaving cream off of my face, clean up around the sink and make sure there are no water spots on the faucet. I want her to have a clean sink when she gets ready for the day. Her towel set up and ready, favorite body soap and a little note on the mirror she will see when it fogs up.
Still with just a towel wrapped around me, I open the bathroom door and walk to the bed. Laying on her right side, right hand resting under her cheek and left to her side, I notice her nightie is pulled up past the small of her back. Her right leg almost straight and her left bent at the knee, exposes the smooth curve of her ass that leads to the slightly open lips that are peaking from her thighs.
Still in a towel, I walk over to the night stand and open the bottom drawer. Pulling out the Sutil, I walk back to the end of the bed. The view of her sleeping, the slow, methodic breathing excites me. Noticing the towel bulging, I loosen it and let it drop to the floor. Opening up the Sutil bottle, I gently massage it on my hardness. Being well l**ed will be a necessity for what I am intending.
Stroking myself to maximum er****on I begin to breath harder....anticipating my next move. I take a step forward to the edge of the bed. Stop. Her breathing is still even and deep. I feel like my body is floating in the ecstasy of my mind. Seeing her pink lips slightly parted welcomes the well lubricated head. Without hesitation I jam myself into the welcoming site. In a smooth, single movement on the first thrust, I grab onto her thigh and pull her to me as I lurch my hips deep into her. Her gasp....her moan her reaching for me affirms my actions were needed. Turning to her back, she lifts her left leg up to my shoulder while I straddle her right leg. While my right arm wraps around her leg I take my left hand and move it to her c**t. I can feel her wetness melding with the l**e. The pounding continues while I massage her c**t with my thumb. She moans she is going to cum. I stop....... I lower her leg and spread both of them wide. Resting my c**k on her slit I lean forward. With my left hand on her throat I lean down and whisper...."Not yet"
My body and my mind reconnect once again. I am still standing at the end of the bed. Slow breathing is still emanating from atop the sheets. I stop stroking, pick up my towel and head to the bathroom to shower again. It is best that I didn't wake her. Let her sleep. Let her dream. The pain from not following my dream will stay with me though-out the day. Each step, each movement the pain from not allowing my self release would intensify the animalistic way she was going to be taken. The pain, reminding me of what I could have had but didn't. She will know the pain I have been in. She will feel my desire entering her with all of the pent up lust I held in all day. I lean down to her as I begin to make my way to the bathroom I kiss her cheek and whisper... until tonight my lovely.

Welcome Home

I hear the key being inserted in the lock, turn, the click of the deadbolt returning to the ready position. I stand halfway across the room, facing the doorway waiting for her to enter. After opening the door, she bends down and picks up her items and looks up as she crosses the threshold. The excitement in her eyes in seeing me makes my heart flutter. She drops her things as she kicks the door shut and comes to me with open arms and ready lips.
But
It isn't about what she wants right now, it is about what I want. As she approaches, I step to the side and grab her hair on the back of her head. From behind her now, I put my hand on the small of her back and take her to couch. Almost in a growl she hears me say:
"Are you happy to see me?"
"Yes Sir, I am happy to see you." I hear in almost a whisper.
"That is a good girl."
Reaching the couch, I bend her over by pushing her head down. Not letting my grip loosen with her hair. With my other hand, I lift her skirt onto her back then begin to lower her leggings. She grips the back of the couch with her hands in anticipation of what is next. I gently release her hair so I can begin to unbuckle my belt. I see her turn her head to look back.
The loud crack of my hand on her ass breaks the thick silence in the room. She jerks her head to the front with a quick "I am sorry Sir"
I say nothing but just stand there. Watching.
I see a little quiver from her as she hears my zipper begin to lower.
The other cheek receives the same blessing as the first.
"Are you my good girl?"
"Yes Sir, I am"
I remove my pants and smirk at my already hard and uncovered c**k. No un**es for me, but she didn't know that. After unsheathing my belt I place it on the back of the couch next to her face. Making her wonder if it would be used...or how it will be used. Dropping my pants to the floor I see a little jump in her. Oh, she is ready. I lean forward and make sure my hardness rests between her cheeks as I grab her hair. Tilt her head back then let it fall forward.
I step away and notice the wetness on her inner thigh. Her legs apart, showing me the perfect target of my passion. With c**k in hand, I slide in deep. Her wetness enveloping it as its own.

A moan from deep within her only fuels that need for me to take, to own and dominate. I feel her lips tighten at each impact, her wetness letting me know she is ready for what is coming. I grab her hair again and with brute force begin to smash my c**k deep inside. Then pulling out to only the very tip is in then with the tug of her hair another ram.
Pull
Smash
Moan

Pull

"I am wanting to cm Sir" I barely hear from the roar of passion that is erupting in my head.
"Not yet!! You will not cum! You are pleasing me right now!"

Tightening....wetness...thrusting
I then reach up in my shirt pocket and pull out her bullet while still showing her who she belongs to.

"Love"
"Yes Sir"
"Give me your hand"
She reaches back and I hand it to her as I turn it on. The sound of the vibrations causes her to tighten around me again.
"You may show me how much you appreciate me by cu***ng my princess."
Eagerly she places the bullet on her c**t at I am still ramming her with such force the sofa had moved up against the wall. Side to side, up and down she works the bullet. I hear a squeal...Oh Oh, deep breath....hold....another breath. Then I hear her say, "Sir I am cu***ng"
I explode all of myself in her, still pumping, still pulling.

I pull out, step back and watch my juice drip from her pink lips slide out.
I didn't tell you to turn the bullet off did I?
"No Sir" as she starts it back up and puts it on her c**t.
I tell her to cum.
"I will stand here and watch, but don't make me wait long."
Louder and still yet a breathy voice I hear her say, "Sir, may I cum?"
"Yes you may my princess."
After, she stands up and turns around to face me. I step forward and give her a long deep kiss.
"Go get dressed, we are going out tonight."
"I will need to take a shower first."
"No, no shower, I have your clothes ready on the bed. That is what you will wear. You will remember my gift to you throughout the night each time you feel the wetness when you walk...when you sit...when you move."
I lean in and kiss her again.
"How beautiful you are my lovely."
"Yes Sir, I will go get changed right now."

Heart

Sir?
Yes my dear?
Are you troubled?
Yes my dear.
What troubles you?
It is my heart my princess.
You said I was in your heart...have I troubled you?
No love, You are well protected in my heart. It is the areas around where you are in my heart that hurt.
I don't understand Sir.
I feel that I upset you the other day. My heart aches with that feeling of upset gnawing at the barriers I placed around that sacred spot in my heart.
Let me ache my dear. Please let me ache

Hand

My princess...
Yes, My Sir?
I need you to wake up...
Yes, My Sir.
I need you to serve me my princess...
How may I serve you My Sir?
With your hand love.
With pleasure, My Sir
I will need for you to turn to me and position yourself where you may pleasure yourself with my hand. I will need to feel your wetness love. You may move however you need to pleasure yourself with my fingers and hand.
Thank you My Sir!!!
I am only allowing that because you have been a very good girl.
Mmmmm....thank you My Sir.....
Princess?
Ohhhh yes, My Sir?
I also need to feel your lips upon mine.

Eyes

My Princess?
Yes, My Sir?
Come to me.
Yes, My Sir.
I would like for you to sit in front of me love.
Of course Sir.
My Dear, you know where you are, do you not?
Yes My Sir, I am in your heart.
Good Girl. It pleases me that you know where you belong. I am going to show you how much you please me. I want you to watch me...do not touch me...just watch.
Would you like for me to remove my clothes for you Sir. Shall I present myself to you?
My Dear, you are presenting yourself to me by sitting there. I do not want you to remove your clothing. I want you to look at my eyes. I want you to watch me as I look into your eyes. I want you to drink in the passion I have for you by watching me. Watch with your eyes my dear of what I do when I can think of you and see you at the same time. Feel with your heart, the lust and ecstasy I am allowing to erupt from me to prove to you how much my Good Girl means to me. Do you understand my Sweet?
Yes My Sir, I do...and I will watch with my eyes and feel with my heart.
Good girl.

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I am not sure if I write to express my dreams, my desires or my denials. I believe I write because I enjoy writing. I believe I write because I can express my thoughts. I believe I write because I can put words to the images that are in my mind. So, I write so we can all explore.

John Ladder I write short stories that lean towards the erotic and passionate flavor.