Old Mementos

So, I've been cleaning my room today and found a box. I forgot about this box these past few days/week (however long it's been). I found it sitting in my cabinet for safe keeping. I wasn't sure what was in it though, like I said, it has been a while. So I opened it up and what do I see? Gifts. Not for me though. In this box were gifts I had bought for my now ex-Master. My heart clenched as I went through these things. A ring I had picked out, with elephants adorning the face, was the first thing I pulled out. Why elephants? They're good luck, they signify wisdom, and it's said they never forget. He had been good luck in my life, he was the wisdom in my ear, and he never forgot the bad and the good. It's an old, vintage ring too, with some rough spots. But I had picked it because we had experienced some rough spots in our relationship. Then, I picked out the custom paintings I had done for him. Completely drawn and painted for him, by me, with him in my thoughts as I did them. Also, there were more drawings I had made for him. He loved that I would draw for him, so I made him more drawings. There were also some other small things I had picked out for him. I had planned to give him all these things when I moved out to California.

It's hard looking at this stuff. I have no idea what to do with it anymore. I'm torn as what to do with all of this. I could throw it out or I could just keep it all. I don't know what to do. I'm so torn. I've been doing my best to keep my head up and move on with my life, but given everything that happened, it's so hard for me. The ending has made me doubt myself more than I have ever doubted myself before. I'm not sure if I should trust someone to get that close again. or maybe I should open myself completely more often. I don't know. I'm just still so ...blah right now.

There were so many things wrong with the relationship, I do see that now. But it was all placed as my fault. I guess that's the problem. I was left to think that ALL the problems were just my fault, there was very very little talk about the problems the other 2 brought into the relationship. That's the reason I need to stop people talking me into things lol. Oh well, lesson learned. Time to get moving on.

A Rough Morning - A Story

It had been some time since we last saw each other. His eyes are filled with stress that he won’t admit to. I set my bags down near the door and turn to face him. There is that look in his eyes and I am hypnotized by his gaze. He takes a step closer. My mouth goes dry. I have to lick my lips. He takes another step closer. My heart starts to beat faster. This happens every time.  I know the look; I know the tension in the air; I know what is about to happen. He licks his lips and a smirk crawls across his face. I can hear a growl forming in his throat, and I just stand there, watching him slowly get closer. I am captivated by his every move. I want him more than I have ever wanted him. My heart is beating faster as I am transfixed by the man in front of me. He grabs me hard by the hip and yanks me close to him. My knees are weak; I can feel the bulge in his pants pressing hard against my side.

The smirk on his face widens and he leans in, growling loudly into my ear. I push my body into his. My breath quickens and my knees are get weaker. “Mmm, mine. To do what I want, when I want. Understand?” His voice is deep and filled with lust. I can only manage a nod. My eyes have not left his gaze. The familiar ache starts between my legs. My breathing starts to get heavier and my fingers curl around his arms. His hand flew to my throat and growled. “I didn’t hear you. You answer me when I ask you something, got it?” His hand squeezed harder. I tried to take a deep breath, instead just gasping for air. “Y-y-yes Sir, I understand.” He lets go of my throat and chuckles. I take in a deep breath and am instantly thrown on the bed. I briefly close by eyes and take a deep breath, wondering if I have somehow escaped his intentions.

I feel his hand on my hip, giving it a quick squeeze before he pounces on top of me. His face is close to my ear and he growls. The ache between my legs start again. I squeeze my legs shut and whimper. His hand is to my throat again, “I didn’t say close your legs.” He squeezes harder and chuckles as I start to squirm under him.  His other hand moved down my side slowly, grazing across the skin until it hit the top of my skirt. My heart is beating even faster. My body wants to tense up, to crawl and run away. Instead, I stay on the bed, motionless as he scans over my body. His hand moves to my thigh, rubbing it slowly. He squeezes softly and chuckles as I moan out. His hand moves higher; my legs instinctively open wider at his touch.  He squeezes my leg more firmly, moving his hand up my thigh. He is at the hem of my skirt and he smiles. “Mmm, lovely legs…” He isn’t talking to me. He flips the bottom of the skirt  up, exposing my panties. His hand keeps moving higher. My body is tingling. I am squirming on the bed and breathing more deeply. I want him to touch me. I need him to touch me. He knows this, but he keeps his hand where it is. A small whimper leaves my mouth and his hand is back on my throat. I can’t help it. A loud moan escapes my lips. Yes, I need this too! He squeezes tighter as his other hand grazes across my pussy. I moan more, squirming and pushing down, trying to grind my pussy against his hand.

He smirks and tsks, shaking his head. His hand rears back and smacks across my pussy. I can’t help but moan. It stings but my body wants more. I open my legs wider, whimpering and staring up at him, begging with my eyes. “Aww, does my little girl want more?” I hear the amusement in his voice. His hand comes down again, swatting more firmly.  I feel the wetness forming, soaking through my panties with each swat. My body is betraying me, it is showing him how much I need him. He moves his hand from my throat and grabs the small fabric between my legs, pulling it roughly and tearing it from my body. My pussy is exposed beneath my skirt. He sits on the bed, his back to me. I lay there motionless, anxiously awaiting his next move. His hand is back on my thigh and starts the rubbing again. I can’t take the teasing anymore. My body starts to squirm away. I can tell he’s smirking, knowing exactly what he is doing to me. His hand moves up, covering my whole pussy.

The warmth makes me moan louder and he chuckles. I can’t keep my eyes off of him as he stands from the bed and turns to face me. I see the bulge in his pants has gotten bigger. I can’t help it, I’m already on my knees and unbuttoning his pants. I can’t help myself anymore. I pull his pants and boxers off. I lick my lips and sit back on my heel, staring at the treat before me. His eyes are piercing through me and he flexes his whole body. I look up at him and he growls loudly, grabbing me by the shirt and throwing me back onto the bed. Flipping me onto my stomach, his body covers mine. I can’t help myself. I start pushing my rear against him, whimpering for him. His face is near my ear, growling and speaking deeply, “Mmm, my bitch in heat…” his hand grabs my hip. “Does my bitch in heat need to be fucked by her Sir?” I push myself against him and grind, looking up at him and whimper. His hand is moving up my hip and pushing my shirt up and off my body. I shiver from the cold air and am instantly met with warmth. He was on top of me. The weight of him there turned me on even more. He was breathing heavily in my ear and pushing his now hard cock against my pussy. His fingers spread throughout my hair and gripped it hard, yanking my head back. “Answer me. Does my bitch in heat need to be fucked by her Sir” His voice was deeper and resonated throughout my body, causing my pussy to get even more wet. I licked my lips and stared into his eyes, trying to nod and find my voice. “Y-yes Sir” was all that came out.

His hand yanked harder on my hair and he growled into my ear, “Yes Sir what?”
I stared at him momentarily. My face blushed a deep red as I stuttered a response. “Y-yes Sir…I n-need to be fucked by you.” My voice was meek, my body was aching for his touch. “Good girl,” he cooed into my ear. I was his. I could feel him sit up. He kept a hand on my back and pushed my legs apart. “Dirty girl, you’re wetting the bed.” He smirked as I hid my face into the bed. His fingers grazed over the lips of my pussy and forced them open. My body shook with pleasure. Yes! Please! More! I took in a deep breath as his fingers started to move, pushing against my opening and sliding down to my clit. “Dirrrty girl” he repeated as he forced a finger into my pussy. I bit down on the bed and moaned. My body tensed and relaxed, starting to shake from the pleasure. I could feel my pussy clench around his finger as he started to pull it back. I whined and glared back at him. His hand pushed me back down. His other hand came to my mouth and held his wet finger in front of me. “Look. This is how wet you are…” I couldn’t help it, I took his wet finger into his mouth and sucked on his hard. “Good girl”. I kept sucking on his finger, barely noticing him readjusting. “Clean it” he commanded. I kept licking and sucking on his finger, tasting my own wetness. He took the chance and rammed his cock hard and deep into my pussy. I let his finger fall from my mouth and screamed.

His hand was in my hair again, using it to pull me on all fours. He started thrusting hard, pulling himself back until just the tip remained and thrusting back in all the way. I screamed and moaned more. His grip tightened on my hair. I was so wet and getting wetter. He thrust in faster, grinding the head of his cock against my g-spot. My breathing got heavier. I could feel my mind emptying all thoughts that were in it. Words, that I now can’t remember, started coming out of my mouth as well as the moans and sighs I had already been doing. I felt my legs start to twitch. His hand went to my throat and he squeezed again. I gasped for air and pushed my body back, forcing the thrusts to be harder. My screaming became louder. I could feel the warmth spreading over my body again. I looked back. He had that smirk on his face. He tightened his grips even more, using them as leverage to thrust harder into my pussy. I could feel it building more. My pussy started to tighten around his cock. He chuckled and thrust in harder. My fingers curled around the bed sheets, my moans becoming louder and longer.

My body started to shake hard. I could feel his body start to tighten. His hand moved from my throat and hair to my hips. His nails started to dig into my flesh. I moaned more and lowered my chest to the bed. He started to thrust harder and faster, gripping tightly on my hips and using it to pull me back to meet his thrust. I couldn't take any more. I started screaming louder and pulling at the sheets. A deep moan left his lips. My body shook in pleasure. "S-sir! I need to cum please!" He moaned more, pounding my pussy harder. Our breathing got heavier. The air seemed thick to me. My head was spinning. My legs were getting weak. His nails dug into my hips more. I couldn't help it. My body was shaking and I was using all my strength to keep myself up. "Cum!" He growled and shoved in deeper.

My body exploded. I let myself go and squirted hard. My body was shaking. I drenched him, he chuckled and pushed against my g-spot again. I screamed more, squirting out harder this time. "I said cum!" He growled and thrust in harder. I couldn't scream anymore. My mouth hung open, trying to pull in air. My body twitched and I exploded in ecstasy. He roared out and filled me with his cum. The warm liquid oozed out and dripped down my thighs. I feel to the bed, my body exhausted but shaking. He slowly pulled out and moaned as my pussy gripped the head of his cock tightly, causing him to unleash another blast of cum. I moaned softly and breathed heavily. He chuckled and pulled out all the way. Falling down beside me, he pulled me close. My body was still shaking as his arms enclosed me, pushing my head to rest on his chest. I smiled up at him. Leaning down, his kisses my forehead, then my lips slowly. "I love you" was muttered between the two of us as our eyes closed and we drifted off for a much needed nap.

Vacation Together

Josh and Susan had been looking forward to their island vacation from the moment they booked the trip.  It had been a long few months for them; the arguing had finally stopped though and it was just time for them to reconnect. Now, just two days removed from home, they were completely intoxicated by the island's charms. The sun had been hot, the air fragrant, the water warm. Their Saturday morning had consisted of a long walk, a little snorkeling, and catching some rays on the beach. In the afternoon they'd taken a leisurely drive in their rental car, played a round of video games, and soaked in a hot Jacuzzi. And now, at around 6:30 in the evening, they were relaxing in their hotel suite. "You think we should start getting dressed to go out for dinner?" Josh asked. "I'm in no hurry," Susan replied, putting down her drink and starting toward him.

Josh took a sip from his drink as he watched Susan approach. Her skin glowed from the sun, her brown hair shone brightly. Josh enjoyed the view, taking in her luscious breasts, unencumbered by a bra, or even a bikini top, under her white t-shirt. He loved the way her bikini bottom was cut high on her hips, and then drove down into the lovely "V" between her firm thighs. Josh leaned back on the bed and watched her with a smirk.  His eyes looked over her whole body and took her in.

 Susan took his hand, and kissed it, then sucked his middle finger into her mouth. Gently releasing it, she began kissing her way up his arm, mixing in playful little licks. "Hmm, you taste better than chocolate," Susan said. She planted her lips fully on his, and kissed him deeply. Josh returned the kiss, hard, their tongues playing a game of tag. He traced his tongue across her teeth.  Her arms found their way around Josh’s waist and she pressed her chest to his. Susan loved the way Josh kissed her. Actually, she loved everything about him. In her opinion, theirs had been almost a magical relationship from the start. Sure, there was a physical attraction. He was a terrific looking guy, he had the absolute best hazel eyes she'd ever seen.. But it was so much more than that - they had such a wonderful connection. And now, to be away together in this magical place... well, it was a dream come true. Susan really wanted to make it even more fantastic. She pressed herself against Josh more, and felt his already hard cock against her belly. She looked up at him and smiled. She loved she had that effect on him. Josh looked down and smirked.

After a moment, Susan said, "Come on." Reaching into Josh’s trunks, Susan pulled out his rigid cock, and used it like a leash to lead him toward the sliding glass door. "That's a very effective method for getting me to follow you," Josh chuckled, "though I do feel a little like a pet cat. And by the way, where are we going?" "To watch the sunset," Susan replied, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

"Umm, outside?" Josh said, concerned about getting arrested on an indecent exposure charge. "Don't worry, no one can see into our balcony," she responded. "It's totally private out there. In fact, let's make this easier." And with that, she pulled Joshs's trunks right off. "All right," Josh responded, "private is as private does." Josh smirked and reached toward her, pulling at the strings and snatching away her bottoms.

The two of them, wearing just t-shirts, moved out onto the balcony. The sun was rapidly falling into the blue ocean, a smattering of clouds in the western sky glowing bright red and orange. Susan motioned Josh to take a seat on the lounge chair, which he did, his cock sticking up toward the colorful sky. Then, she nestled herself back against him, rubbing his cock with her bare butt as made herself comfortable. Josh wrapped his arms around her, and they sat for a moment, just enjoying the view. Enjoying the feel of being together, of his arm around her, and she nestled against him. Josh began to kiss Susan's neck, and then traced a line with his tongue up to her ear. He licked around it, finally placing his tongue into the hole. Susan moaned, closed her green eyes, and pushed herself back against him even more, squirming and wiggling against his cock.

Josh snuck his right hand under Susan's shirt, and began to fondle one of her breasts. The nipple was already hard, and he gently rubbed it between his fingers. He dragged his hand over this firm mound, across to the other breast, and fondled it the same way. The sun was now hanging just over the water, mere minutes from disappearing.

Susan pushed forward slightly, making some room for her to sneak her hand back and grasp Josh’s cock. As she rubbed up and down his cock, Josh slid his left hand up under Susan's shirt, and used it to take over fondling her breasts. Then his right hand began a slow descent over her belly and down onto her bare pubic mound. Susan pushed forward into his hand, and spread her legs wider apart. Josh slid a finger over her lips, and gently moved it down toward her pussy. He dipped it into her hole, which was already sopping, and drew out some of her moisture. With his finger now lubricated, Josh began to gently draw it up and down across her clit. Little tingles of pleasure coursed through Susan with every pass. She gripped harder on Josh's cock, continuing to pump it. The sky was glowing a brilliant rose color.

Susan was beginning to breathe harder, and rock her pelvis. Josh began to alternate his stimulation, between tickling her clit and plunging a finger into her pussy. Her hand worked even faster on Josh's cock. She was so wet, so hot. So ready. The sun was now just a tiny line of yellow above the sea.

Susan twisted around - she had to get Josh's cock in her mouth. She drove her mouth over his head and shaft, sucking as hard as she could. It was partly to get him wet, but mostly because she just loved to feel his cock in her mouth.  Susan loved the feel of his cock in her mouth, she always wanted to taste it, to run her tongue along the shaft and watch him relax as pleasure overcame him. Susan ran her tongue up and down the length of his shaft a few times, and then finally looked up at him. "Ready?” Josh nodded.

Susan turned back to face the setting sun, and Josh pushed her up off the lounge. Susan then spread her legs, and, supported by Josh, lowered herself until the tip of his cock was nestled ever so lightly, just touching her wet, engorged lips. It was torture for them both, a torture neither of them wanted to end. With a deep breath, Josh just let her go, and she slid all the way down his shaft in one smooth movement. "Oooh," she moaned. Or was it him?  

Josh held her down on him for a moment, needing a second to get control of himself. Then slowly, he began to lift her up and down. Just a little at first, very deliberately. The sun was down now, the sky glowing a brilliant red. The wind had picked up slightly, the trees rustling.

Susan licked her finger, and then gave her clit a few quick massages. Josh pushed her up more with each stroke, and held her up, his cock barely inside her warm wetness. Then he would let her slide all the way down his shaft once more. Slowly, stroke after stroke, their passion built. At the height of each stroke, Susan's pussy would tense, squeezing Josh, imploring him not to pull out. And then he would let her slide down once more. Each time Susan felt like he went in a little deeper. Stroke after stroke. She ached for him to fill her all the way up, like his cock extended even into her chest.

Susan's breathing grew more rapid. Her moans became more pronounced. One more stroke. Then another stroke. Faster now. Josh's cock was completely coated with Susan's secretions. Her body began to shake. Josh's face contorted as he fought to hold off... And then the deep moans from Susan that told Josh she was there. She was about to come. Now he could let it go, too. Josh's arms held her tight, his cock as far in as it could possibly be... And with a final scream, Susan lost control, shuddering into her orgasm. Josh let it go, too, shooting deep, deep within her. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over them both. Josh felt like it would never stop. Susan hoped it never would. And then, finally, the contractions subsided. They fell back against the lounge chair, spent, but still connected. The sky was finally dark. There had been no arguments, just peace that day.

Josh pulled Susan closer to him and squeezed. Susan looked up at him as his eyes began to close. He looks so peaceful, she thought. Then she knew, this was the man. The one who she would always fight for. Another great day on the island had come to an end. After some rest, Susan knew the night would be even better.