Finishing a story...(anal, FonM strap-on theme)

[Satin Kitty 69]

Hello,

This thread came into being after asking GG to edit a story that I had started months ago. The problem is that it has no ending, this thread is designed to help this story be completed.

With almost limitless possibilities hopefully a few can be chosen to tantalizes the characters and audience alike.

Thank yous to all who contribute & for GG who gave new life to an old story's start!

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

The beginning as corrected by GG


You are standing in a hotel lobby, looking at the front door. My hands slip over your eyes, and I whisper in your ear "are you willing?” You answer "yes" and I turn you around. I had already watched you, filling my sight with your body, but now it was your turn. You had seen pictures, but now I was real and standing before you. My body is clad in a black dress coat and boots, nothing too jaw-dropping but you began to wonder what was under it. My eyes sparkled with fun and a promise of pleasure.

"Do you want to go to dinner, or do you want to skip to dessert?" I say smiling; reading your arousal, knowing that if you listened you would not have cum for a week.

You laugh, "Since I invited you to dinner, I might as well keep my promise."

I kiss you on the cheek, and whisper "don't worry dessert will wait.”

The restaurant isn't far so we walk, chatting about our flights and the scenery. Your mind and eyes keep darting back to me as our eyes or hands touch. Sparks are flying and you can barely contain the hard on slowly growing in your pants.

We are shown to a table in a quiet corner. Before sitting I remove my jacket, and almost with it your willpower. It’s a simple black dress at first glance, but you've seen it before in a few pictures and know its secrets. It is somewhat low cut allowing a tempting view, but the material isn't as solid as one might suspect. The light and dark pattern is actually the result of velvet and sheer. The dress comes to mid-thigh, and you must fight to resist the urge to kneel down and run your tongue up my thigh.

We sit down, and you see my wink and smile. I know that you are hard, and I am very well aware of the reason. You lean across and say "You look wonderful, and a very nice dress.”

I smile teasingly "I thought you would like it, do you remember what you said when I described it and you saw those pictures?" You almost blush, and clear your throat. How could you forget! That very dress with my creamy thighs, skin, and breasts peeking out had been burned into your memory. You remember exactly what you had typed after seeing it; you said you would kneel before me licking my thigh, hoping to be allowed a peek under. You said you would do anything to be allowed to pleasure me. You wanted to cum on that dress, seeing your cum on the blackness, then licking it clean with your tongue.

We make small talk and decide on what to order, but your hard on barely has a chance to subside before I nudge my fork off the table. "Oh...could you get that?" I ask innocently. You smile wondering what this is about but lean down anyway. You couldn't see the fork anywhere, but then a metallic glint catches your eye; it is between my feet. You reach further, but you can’t get it. You get off your chair, and finally are able to pick up the fork. As you do, I spread my legs allowing you a view of the black lace nestled between my thighs. Your eyes widen as your cock springs back to life with a vengeance. You resist the urge to run your tongue or fingers up my thighs, figuring that the nearby diners are already wondering what you are doing under the table.

You sit back down and hand me my fork. My knowing smile is almost too much, so you laugh and shake your head in amazement. “This is going to be one hell of a weekend” you think to yourself. The appetizers come, and as you wait for the main course, I lean across the table and tell you to rub your cock. You look at me somewhat stunned, but then glace around. Since no one is noticing your corner table and the linens are quite long, you figure why not if it will excite her. As you start to lightly rub it through the cloth of your pants, you stare into my eyes. Your need is almost explosive as you begin contemplating drastic measures like paying everyone to leave so you could taste and feel me right now. You lean across, planning to ask if I want to just leave and skip dinner when I pass a small metal disk across the table.

“Place this just behind your balls” I say and then lean back. You pick it up, debating whether to follow my direction or pretend you did and disobey. You take a deep breath; this is what you came for, to let me lead the exploration of new forms of pleasure. Thoughts of what else I might have planned run through your mind. No, you wouldn’t want to spoil the fun. You glance around, and then slip it into your pants; it is somewhat hard to place it and you don’t want to reach down and fumble around.

Leaning forward, showing more of my nice cleavage, I whisper, “Undo your pants. Trust me.” Once again, you pause before obeying, curious as to what will come next. You pull up the tablecloth and arrange your napkin to cover yourself. The waiter stops by, and fills our glasses, much too slowly in your opinion, but you can understand why he might want to stay a while. You look across the table at the woman who you travelled that weekend to meet, and you can barely keep from staring as I smile at you and engage the wide-eyed young man in a discussion about desserts. As I describe the chocolate cake and the creamy sauce of one of my favourite desserts, you begin to imagine the creamy white of other sauces dripping down over dark dresses and sheets. You almost moan aloud, but manage to pretend to be clearing your throat. The waiter is too distracted to care, but my eyebrow shoots up and I wink.

As the waiter continues to talk, you feel pressure and motion along your thigh. Your eyes widen as you realize that my foot is slowly tracing up your leg. It lightly brushes your balls, as you bite back another moan. The disk shifts lower following the path of my toes. My foot withdraws slowly down your thigh as the waiter leaves. A vibrating sensation startles you and almost catches you off guard. Your balls and the sensitive spot behind are alive with tingly sparks of pleasure. A moment later, it is gone, then again. You catch my eye as I wink and the torturous pleasure renews, and then stops. It continues on and off, through small talk and the main course. My foot occasionally strokes your thigh and stiff cock. The waiter comes to inquire about dessert, and before you can ask for the check, I ask to see the cart. You stare at me with pleading eyes, leaning forward to whisper, “Please, if your want dessert then get it to go. I need to touch, to taste, and to pleasure you.”

“Will you accept every suggestion, and try every idea that I have? Will you allow me to pleasure you beyond what you know?” My voice and my eyes are promising you excitement. You nod “I promise!”

The waiter returns, I smile and say that I would like the chocolate mousse with extra cream sauce to go. You can see his disappointment that we are about to leave, but it hardly rivals the joy you feel. As you wait for the check, you suddenly realize your predicament. You needed to get the disk out, you didn’t want it to fall out. I notice your worried look, guess its cause, and lean over to whisper “Don’t worry it has become somewhat stuck on you”. You look puzzled but don’t care as long as that was true.

You walk back to the hotel at a painfully slow pace, and successfully resist the urge to pick me up and run the rest of the way to the room. Every now and then, a wondrous vibration sparkles through your balls, cock and ass.

 

[GiveawayGirl]

Hello,

This thread came into being after asking GG to edit a story that I had started months ago. The problem is that it has no ending, this thread is designed to help this story be completed.

With almost limitless possibilities hopefully a few can be chosen to tantalizes the characters and audience alike.

Thank yous to all who contribute & for GG who gave new life to an old story's start!

SK, the pleasure was all mine, and I can't wait to see where it ends up.

mrhappy had some good suggestions in the "taken" thread, perhaps you should bring them over here?

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

mmmm cant wait to read this one SK,

love the thought of stopping the elevator and making him service your cock with his mouth,
Tell him it is a bit of practice for what is to come later.

When he gets to the room some one else is waiting for his oral talents.
Has to pleasure you both

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

I think....and this is just my personal opinion......test his endurance to the limits, let it erupt with a fast pace, then continue slowly to the finish....perhaps that's where a third party can make an appearance...........

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Do it all........

Make him watch her in the lobby and when she returns to him across the lobby he can see the outline of something else under the folds of her dress..........

She can make him suck what is under her dress from the bench in the elevator...........

then the room offers all kinds of scenarios......

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Re: Re: Finishing a story...(anal, FonM strap-on theme)

SK, the pleasure was all mine, and I can't wait to see where it ends up.

mrhappy had some good suggestions in the "taken" thread, perhaps you should bring them over here?

Glad to see you found your way here!

I copied both his and your inspiring ideas

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Upon reaching the glass doors, your mind sighs in relief. As you step inside the lobby, where only a few hours ago you waited, you feel that soon you will be allowed the release you so desprately crave.

But as I direct you to a bench in the corner, and kiss you lightly on the cheek before caressing your sensitive ear with my breathe, I whisper "be a good boy an sit here while I go talk to the conceige". 'NO' your mind screems, wanting anything but to be made to wait even longer. Not wanting to disobey and remembering your promise, you answer "yes, I'll wait".

"Now sit here and watch me. No touching or playing untill I return and allow it." my voice stern and yet sensuous.

You nod, unable to trust yourself to speak and say the word 'yes' without your body taking over and causing you to scream and beg 'please let me play'. You bite your lip and fight for control as you watch me walk away, my hips swaying with each step and each pulse of your throbbing length. The intensity of the disc increasing, and then fading as if on some 'tease' mode. A reminder of me and my control. Your body frustrated, yet excited beyond reason as you wait and watch.

 

[mr happy]

I'm here with baited breath and pulsing with anticipation

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

GG when you get a chance to edit just quote the story and make changes in red (if it is not too much work). It allows me to see any trends in my mistakes.

Thank you again for all your help!

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

I'm here with baited breath and pulsing with anticipation

What is your thoughts on ice being used on the guy in the story?

 

[GiveawayGirl]

GG when you get a chance to edit just quote the story and make changes in red (if it is not too much work). It allows me to see any trends in my mistakes.

Thank you again for all your help!

Sure, if you tell me how to change my colors....I have no clue

 

[mr happy]

What is your thoughts on ice being used on the guy in the story?

Would be a nice twist in the story line, can only add to the pleasure

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Sure, if you tell me how to change my colors....I have no clue

When you write a post look above where you type and below the subject post & emoticons.

There is a pull down menu "color", select "red", then type into the box what you want to appear in red. The annoying part is that it puts the colored texted at the bottom of the post....

too complicated...next idea...CAPS, just use CAP on the changes For puctuation don't worry if I can't tell that you changed it, I'll trust that you made many changes and that they are all for the best!

 

[GiveawayGirl]

When you write a post look above where you type and below the subject post & emoticons.

There is a pull down menu "color", select "red", then type into the box what you want to appear in red. The annoying part is that it puts the colored texted at the bottom of the post....

too complicated...next idea...CAPS, just use CAP on the changes For puctuation don't worry if I can't tell that you changed it, I'll trust that you made many changes and that they are all for the best!

Ok, I'll see what works best for me

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Would be a nice twist in the story line, can only add to the pleasure

Is that advice from personal experience?

Remember we like realism in our stories, atleast in the playing part.

We might even have to try out a few other techniques.

What do you think GG, will Mr. Happy make a nice test toy?

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Ok, I'll see what works best for me

Hugs! Thank you so much!

 

[mr happy]

Is that advice from personal experience?

Remember we like realism in our stories, atleast in the playing part.

We might even have to try out a few other techniques.

What do you think GG, will Mr. Happy make a nice test toy?

No not personal exp, but would love to try.

Hmmmm Test Toy, like the sound of that

You Girls can use me in any way you want

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

No not personal exp, but would love to try.

Hmmmm Test Toy, like the sound of that

You Girls can use me in any way you want

Lets start with the ice...but I think maybe the writing of that part will have to wait untill after they get to the room...maybe he can even be told to get ice on the way to the room

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Question should he be told to do something in the lobby?

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

For you it seems like eternity before I reach the desk. Luckily one of the employees had seen me coming, and darted over eagerly to help serve my needs, and by his open mouth stare, you were guessing he would be willing to serve any need imaginable. Thoughts of what I might do to him fill your mind, causign you to struggle for control of your hands that seem to desire nothing more than to touch and rub. The pulsing right behind your tightened pair, making the struggle almost a war. You would have long ago gave into such a need, but her words added strength in the form of fear of reprisal.

 

[mr happy]

Question should he be told to do something in the lobby?

She returns to him, and slips something into his hand, it's a cock ring.
She tells him to go into the mens room, remove his underware and fit it to his already rock hard cock.
He is to return and sit back in the lobby, his pulsing hard on is on show to all that look in his direction.
She stands at the front desk, leaning over it talking to the staff, her shapely rear is on display for him.
His cock is almost ripping the front out of his pants as he sits and waits.

 

[GiveawayGirl]

Is that advice from personal experience?

Remember we like realism in our stories, atleast in the playing part.

We might even have to try out a few other techniques.

What do you think GG, will Mr. Happy make a nice test toy?

he certainly seems ready, willing, and able

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

She returns to him, and slips something into his hand, it's a cock ring.
She tells him to go into the mens room, remove his underware and fit it to his already rock hard cock.
He is to return and sit back in the lobby, his pulsing hard on is on show to all that look in his direction.
She stands at the front desk, leaning over it talking to the staff, her shapely rear is on display for him.
His cock is almost ripping the front out of his pants as he sits and waits.

MMMMMm a delicious idea

 

[GiveawayGirl]

Ok, let's see if this works.....

Upon reaching the glass doors, your mind sighs in relief. As you step inside the lobby, where only a few hours ago you waited, you feel that soon you will be allowed the release you so desperately crave.

But, as I direct you to a bench in the corner and kiss you lightly on the cheek before caressing your sensitive ear with my breath, I whisper, "Be a good boy and sit here while I go talk to the concierge." “NO” your mind screams, wanting anything but to be made to wait even longer. Not wanting to disobey and remembering your promise, you answer, "Yes, I'll wait.”

"Now, sit here and watch me. No touching or playing until I return and allow it.” My voice was stern and yet sensuous.

You nod, unable to trust yourself to speak and say the word ‘yes’ without your body taking over and causing you to scream and beg 'please let me play.’ You bite your lip and fight for control as you watch me walk away, my hips swaying with each step and each pulse of your throbbing length. The intensity of the disc is increasing and then fading as if on some 'tease' mode, a reminder of me and my control. Your body is frustrated, yet excited beyond reason as you wait and watch.