Heaven's Gate

Re: Angelofsex

Stranger34 said:
well you could always be next.........;)

I hate to write in a roleplaying but my pm's won't go to you......sorry for bothering this roleplaying.


Timing is not good for me now........in a few weeks maybe.;)
 
As she turned his face away so he couldn't kiss her, she leaned her chest in close to his, pressing her already hardened nipples against his chest through her dress. She could smell the slight sent of the soap he used to take a shower, to her, the greatest smell. She had moved to straddle his lap, pressing her crotch against his buldge, smiling at his grunts as she licked at his ear and ran her fingernales in small circles against the other side of his neck and his ripcage with her other.

As she starts to move her hips forwards and back, rubbing p against his groin in the slighest, she held his hip somewhat firmly to keep him from trying to dig, letting go after only a few minutes of this, to see what he would do. She had worked her way down to his collerbone, wraping his still cuffed hards up arond her slender frame, to let him hold her around her waist without really being able to hold her.

"Tell me what it is you want me to do to you, please?" She had leaned back and smiled, batting her eyelashes slightly as she asked in the quiet, suductive tones.

As Stephan started to speak she thrust her hips forwards a little harder hen the times before to make it harder for him to talk straight.
 
As he soaps her back up he only smiles as she moans and moves closer to him.

“If you sit that close to me, than I will have a hard time washing your back Goddess.”

He heard your request and he shook his head.

“Oh that is why you are so close to me, and I thought this was to be an innocent sponge bath.”

He grins and he than starts to give you a slow, soft sensual massage with soap on his hands.

“Your skin feels like satin… I am so turned on.”

You could feel his cock press harder into your back and he let out a soft moan as your hands moved up his thighs.

“You want me to soap up where next Goddess?”
 
Peter

"Let Me."

Her voice was a whisper but there was a certain insistancy that Peter felt beyond the soft sound.

He felt it in her hand also as he held it still with his. And more than mere insistance the feeling drew him beyond his need to be stroked, to a place where he knew he would be giving in to more than her skillfull ministrations. That somehow this simple act would be the begining of a totally new experiece for him, that would change more than even his life, but his destiny, his very soul.

He shuddered, pulling himself back to reality. She was just doing her 'job' and she was very good at it, evoking feelings in him he hadn't experienced before. Let her take him there. When she was done they would go back to doing what their separate lives required.

Her gentle touch had excited him, brought his cock to erection, which quite pleasantly had surprised him. Usually the washing was just a preliminary procedure not necessarily foreplay, but a way of letting your partner know that you were clean.
Peter realized this was a hand job and as such may not require this much attention, but he felt that he wanted her to know even if she was just going to use her hand, it was important that he be clean.

And there was one other thing that he had to clear up before she continued even if it offended her.

"First things first." he said with resolve. after fighting off the urge to let her go ahead as she had requested.

He removed her hand from his throbing shaft and reaching up took a clean cloth from the shelf. "Your turn." he said quietly. " And if you want me to do it, I will." he added more emphatically.

He motioned toward her midsection with the cloth and stepping forward, slipped two fingers under the waistband of her panties started pulling them downward.

He looked up into her eyes, and saw a fire begin to grow. Not knowing if it was anger or passion as a smile played across her face also, he hesitated.
 
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Peter

"You do it"

Her answer surprised him, not because of the words but the way she said it. He was used to doing this for a woman whether it was in preparation for an examination at work or for casual sex. For sex he was usually more subtle, introducing it as in waterplay in a shower or hot tub. With a prostitute he had a need to know that she was not soiled by a previous customer and so the act was not so subtle and was understood to be for the benefit of both parties.

The tone of her voice told him that this was maybe the first time someone had offered to help her be clean, was concerned about her safty, her health. Maybe she was new to this business, but yet, her apparent experience had been obvious, the way she handled herself, her self confidence, her skill. Peter felt that with just the few strokes she had made, with the way she had handled his cock. A contradiction perhaps, but one that Peter would enjoy. If she wanted to pretend innocence that suited him. He would play that game as well as any.

But now he had a job to do. Kneeling in front of her he carefully moved the warm soapy cloth up her inner thigh. As she spread her legs to give him access to her sexual organs he moved up over her rounded mons, noting its trimmed covering of dark curly hair. Taking his other hand he threaded his fingers through the soft downy triangle fluffing it up so that his cloth covered hand soaked into it. Moving down and back he discovered to his delight that her labia major was shaved clean and her inner thighs as well were free of hair. Even with the cloth between his fingers and her body he could feel the soft buttery texture as he slid from the front to the back and laved both sides of each rounded lobe. Satisfied that he had covered every centemeter of this area he moved the cloth up and into the vee where her labia were joined. He uncovered her clitoris and circled it, carefull not to rub too diligently. A gentle swipe under the hood and he moved back down again. Her Labia Minor had of its own accord become swollen spreading outwards. He gently washed both sides pulling at them a bit to make sure he didn't miss any part. He smiled, obviously he enjoyed doing this and it excited him in an indirect very subtle manner. Her vagina was now open to his exploring fingers but he knew he needen't go deep in there. He knew a womans vagina cleaned itself naturally, continuely cleansing itself, pushing out any foriegn substances. he circled the muscled edge using his cloth covered finger to keep soap from flowing inside. Turning the cloth around he moved back to her dark puckered anus. After soaping it, he took one cloth covered finger and plunged it quickly inside. Just as quickly he held the cloth up to her and said.

"Give me a fresh one angel, warm and wet...no soap"

She responded to his request and using the same procedure he rinsed and dried her.

He stood up, smiled, satisfied he had done well. He took a small bottle of lotion from his bag and taking her hand led her to the bed. Laying down he moved over far aenough so that she could sit on the edge alongside of him.

"Now, I will let you." he said simply and looking down at his penis flaccid against his inner thigh, chuckled. "Though I guess you'll have to start from the begining."

He handed her the bottle of lotion.
 
Bottoms Up

You want me to soap up where next Goddess?

A slow smile spreads on my face, my hands grab yours and bring them around front, placing them on my stomache.

"You can rub anywhere you like, Sam"

I close my eyes and slightly rise, allowing your cock to rub my ass a bit.

"Or we can do anything else you like, Sam"
 
tease

tell me what it is you want me to do to you, please.............

My tongue was thick in my mouth as I replied.
"I - I want you to take off your clothes, slowly, senually......I want you to turn around and pull off your panties slowly and teasingly, show me your beautiful bare bum.........I want you to rub and caress it, lie on the floor, show me what I might have if I beg well enough...........I want you to touch yourself, tease me, drive me crazy............and then let me have my way with you......."
The angel smiled teasingly. "Have your way with me?" she asked, teasingly. "I don't know about that - you'll have to beg REALLY well........." she leaned forward and ran her soft hands up the insides of my thighs, over my already aching cock and balls, and squeezed softly. I groaned and pushed my hips forward, encouraging her to pull off my underwear and rub my stiff, sore cock with her teasing fingers, but she shook her head and pushed me down again.
She stood up, and twirled around a little, showing off her perfect body.
"So," she breathed, you want to see my panties? I bet you'd like to see what my body is like underneath..........when I've pulled them down........."
She lifted her dress and bent over a little, exposing a beautiful, soft round bottom encased in a pair of silky white panties.
"Does my bum look nice?" she breathed.
I think I nodded mutely..........I could already feel it under my hands............
"Well you'll just have to wait for it...........you'll have to beg me really nicely........."
"here, how about you unzip my dress........ohhh I forgot, your poor hands are tied," she tutted. "I'd better just do it myself..............."
She reached behind her, found the zip, and slowly began to pull it all the way down.................
 
Peter

"No, My Love." he said softly. This endearment was Peters way of showing his 'Angel' that he knew she would take good care of him even though it was just her job. That she would create a fantasy that would give him more than physical release but an emotional one also. Peter needed that, and even though he knew it was just a fantasy he would belive while it was happening that she was indeed his lover and that in her care he would find this release also. The touch of her soft patient hands, the way she smiled, the
tenderness in her voice. The way she smiled mischeviously letting him know she had many surprises for him, and the fact that she was letting him decide how much time she would devote to him would make him feel if only for a short time 'loved'.

"There certainly is no need to hurry." He continued. "When one is at Heavens gate one should take the time to enjoy every moment, every event, every experience as if it were his last for who knows what lies beyond."

Peter closed his eyes. As her hands continued their delightful journey every inch of skin on his inner thighs, his pelvis thrilled to her touch. He felt the slow intense buildup of sexual energy somewhere deep inside, felt it spread outward upward as if her hands were drawing it out of him, bringing it to the surface. As it grew he felt her hands enclose his penis causing it to center there as she began the first gentle strokes. Each stroke intensified the energy giving his flaccid Penis a life of its own growing harder, longer, thicker. until it was no longer a penis but a cock, hard and long and throbing. She held him for a moment one hand circling the thick base of the shaft, the other cupped over the hard rounded head.
 
He only smiled when she told him that he could rub anywhere he wanted to and she took his hands and placed them on her stomach. He started to rub the soapy sponge on her stomach, but he dropped it and ran his hands over her soft silky skin and they traveled up to the undersides of her breasts, there he rubbed and teased her. She than shifted and rubbed her ass over his cock lightly, it felt so good, her skin against his and he could only moan at that feeling.

“Ohhh Angelica, you feel so good. I don’t know what you want to do, so I don’t know what I want to do Angel, what are my choices.”

As he said those words he started to rub over your breasts now, he had the sponge in his hands again and he was soaping them up with massaging strokes.

“They are so firm, I have never felt more perfect, I think I never will find more perfect than you Angel.”

You felt his cock twitch as you continue to tease him, so he teased you back, he thrust his cock up a bit and you felt it poke into your ass and he only smiled as he lowered his hips.

“I can play to.”
 
I felt you slightly thrust up and your cock slide into my ass little, I gasp in pleasure as you whisper

I can play too

I slide myself down, placing the head of your cock at the opening to my ass

I turn my head and plant a soft wet kiss on your lips then I whisper "Oh, those kind of games I just love, show me how else you want to play" as I slowly start to lower myself onto your cock.
 
Panting deeply, his lids covering the deep color of his eyes…

“An… an Angel huh?” was all he could say, his eyes fell upon her, watching her movements…

The clings and then the tight pressure upon his wrist…

“What is this?” he spoke under his tired breathing, trying to pull away, but large manacles strapped him to place…

Watching her still…

Her words struck him quite hard, the word nasty was near palpable, sending a shock to make his penis bounce once more with desire for sex, yet his restrains held him still as he wiggled slightly, a low groan leaving his lips as he felt her lips just whisper across his inner thigh, his breath was sharper since her licking, his penis now standing ridge and hard from her attention not just to him, but his needs…

The head bounced softly and the shaft danced with her attention, the touch of cool leather running up his knees, inner and outer thighs as her fingers dance…

There was nothing he could do, chained and bounded to the wall…

“Damn Disclaimers” he huffed as he looked up to what seemed to be the solo light in the room, his teeth clenching as his wet hair matted his head, sliding down against the side of his cheek, the rest sliding down the deep valley of his back, his chiseled formed showed signs of worn stress from combating her lust…

He had outlasted this far, but he couldn’t now that he had no mobility…

Again his cock twitched, a little more then half way up, the slight sag of his heavy cock once more jumped at her attention…

Crystal clear pre-semen pearled upon the slit and slowly descended down the bulbous hill of his head…

Gathering upon end of the crown, it dropped, seemingly in slow motion as it finally hit her bottom lip, like glass shattering the droplet burst and seeped upon her lips…
 
Dark Mistress

Licking my lips I wondered what to do next. The fight had drained from him and he just hung there. A surge of sheer sexual ecstasy runs through my body as I feel him give himself up to me, to his future,to my sweet torture.


Absentmindedly I run my fingers down between my sex lips,gently i caress my clit as I wonder what to do with him. I dip a finger inside of mysef and look up. His eyes are fastened on my crotch,his cock straining and throbbing, bobbing around in it's excitement.


"oh I am so sorry!" I exclaim "Would you like a taste?"

his eyes widen as i walk close to him,my nose brushing his,my chest against his, my crotch pressing against that cock. I lift my fingers and smear my juices over his lips.


I watch as his tongue darts out and I feel his cock jump as he tastes the sweet taste of an angel.

"like that huh?"

Walking away from him again I hear him moan his disappointment.

"Sweet torture remember? I'm Nasty. You're not gonna get off yet my love..."

i walk over to one of my walls and pull down my one of my favourite torture implements.

I crack the whip and watch him jump,his eyes widen as the slim leather makes such a loud and disturbing noise.

I crack it again as I walk back over to him. I crack it right infront of his face and close to his cock,so close he can feel the disturbed air dancing around him.


"Now I'm going to really have some fun!"
 
Damn, she was dangerous…

He panted leaning back against the wall, slivers of her juices trickled down his lips as she leaned back…

“How bad can my day get…” he grunted to himself, being kept from release for so long, a female beating him in every sort of contest of wills and then whipping him…

Beads of sweat still drenched his body, his chest panting and heaving as he leaned more so back against the wall, again a huff as he lowered to allow the manacles to hold him…

“Your going to kill me you know…” thru parched and dried lips he spoke, still a bit of a grin, showing he hasn’t totally submitted to her, she was going to have to try a bit harder then that to full sway him…

He struggled against the chains once more, then feeling the wave of wind slap his cheek, he bolted up to see what happened, only to see the whip come dangerously close to snapping his cock…

“Damn woman…!” he bellowed as his eyes bolted open…

“I might need that someday…!” he again bellowed as he looked down to see everything was still in fine order…
 
"oh you'll need it soon..I won't hurt your little man love" I coo "I have plans for him!"

Gently i run the long thin leather strip of the whip across his chest then quickly I crack it and a thin red mark apears acros his chest, across both of his nipples.

"OW you bitch!" He screams

Again I flick the whip and again he screams out

"It hurts doesn't it my pet?" I purr and he looks at me, ice in his gaze "but..." with a flcik of my wrists the whip comes down across one nipple then the other "can't you feel that tingling heat? Can you feel the pleasure of the pain suffusing your nipples and down to your cock? Look at it,he's still hard,yearning for more pain...he wants me to hurt you...I am going to hurt you."

I keep up the whip slaps on your nipples, one then the other till i can hear you whimpering under your breath. I stop then

"Can you feel the heat?" I ask as he bites down on his lip "You like that don't you? all erect and yearning for more" Gently I swipe the whip over his cock making him groan,I take it over the sensitive head, tickling the super sensitive flesh there
"I could make you cum just form using this you know" I purr "but I'm not going to. It's time for my pleasure now."

I sit back upon the desk and reverse the whip.,taking the long thick handle into my cunt

"Mmmmm this feels good......how would you like this? You would wouldn't you? you want to feel this inside you....oooooh...don't deny it my sweet I can read your longings, your urges"

Gently i remove the whip butt from my cunt and stand up again.

"I think I will get more pleasure from your pleasure my sweet" I take the thick leather end and wipe it across your lips so you can taste me upon it.

I go to a table next to me and you watch as I apply a gloopy clear substance to my whip

"I don't want to ruin that pretty arse now do I love? " I purr...and I watch his eyes widen...
 
Tease

"here, how about you unzip my dress........ohhh I forgot, your poor hands are tied." She smiled brightly as she turned around reaching for the zipper. "I'd better just do it myself..."

She watched over her houlder as she zipped it down her back slowly, letting the straps slide over her shoulder and down her arms, letting it drop to the floow in a pile around her feet, stepping out of it and bending over infront of him to pick it up before tossing it over his head, giggling as he struggled to get it off for a seccond to continue watching.

I love the effect that drink has on them...makes them want it more then they did to begin with... She thought this as she watched, twisting her hips as she pulled her white silked panties over herhips and down her thighs slowly, the curve in her back soft as she wiggled around slightly. she tossed her panties aside and turned around infront of his to show off her freshly shaven pussy, not one spot of stubble as she slid over his lap, straddling him but sitting far enough bac onto his knees that he could get a good view.

"Do you like what you see?" She whispered as she reached back to unhook her bra, revealing her perky, round breasts slowly, laying it over the arm of the sofa before reaching up with her hands, runing one down her stomach as the other one played with her already hardened nipples, whimpering softly as she reached her clit, grabbing the cuffs and pullng his hands to the side so he couldnt try to touch in the slightest.
 
Peter

" Yesssss!!!!

Peters exclaimation came out as a hiss, his lips barely separating, forcing, along with the sound a deep breath to escape from within his lungs. The rhythm of his angels hand was giving him pleasure beyond belief. The long, firm strokes drawing his sexual energy more and more to the surface. He closed his eyes again, tight, blocking out the image of her body along side of him, the image of her pale almost lumunous breasts rising and falling with each breath, with each stroke. The taut pink nipples on each curved globe that his mouth longed to suckle. Her dark hair flowing around her shoulders, her eyes glowing with desire to please him. The juncture of her thighs as she spread her legs languidly, exposing more than the dark triangle of hair but her smooth buttery labia, the inner folds glistening pink.
How he wanted to put his hand there to cup her vagina, feel her liquid heat. But could he? Was it permitted? There were certain restrictions but they varied from situation to situation from girl to girl. What were the restrictions here? What personal limitations did his Angel have?

He had enough experience with women to sense what they wanted. Being a gynecologists had its advantages. Women trusted him, they shared their most intimate secrets with him, their fears their desires, their hopes their dreams. They opened their minds and their bodies willingly to him. Peter found great pleasure and a sense of control and power because of this, but he didn't abuse this power. He never did or said anything that would cause a loss of trust, of intimacy. Patients friends causal sex partners lovers, prostitutes were all treated the same.

Now as he lay here reveling in the pleasure he was receiving he knew. She trusted him and that she knew what he wanted. It was up to her to permit it. Now as he shut his eyes tight to shut out the sight of her body and reduce the temptation to go beyond whatever limitations she might have he thought back. It was a method he often used to keep from coming to a climax before he wanted to, To build the energy to its maximum before letting it overtake him. To contol and prolong his pleasure. Now he needed control more than he ever had before. He thought back remembering the sequence of events that led to up to this moment.

" She had come to his bed almst naked leaving her silk panties by the sink. pulling the string that held her nighty tied in front letting her breasts spill out tantalizing in front of him, letting him view again the dark triangle he had so diligently washed. He wished he could have washed her breasts too. Not that he thought they needed washig but he just wanted to touch them, mold them in his hands, feel the taut firn nipples between his fingers. Maybe later he had thought, perhaps in the shower when they were finished, that would be nice. In the bed after she had stroked him to harness as he closed his eyes and began his fantasy he felt her presence in on other way that he had felt a womans presense before as if she was taking his pleasure and pulling it into herself.
He had opened his eyes to see her looking at his cock as if she was finding pleasure in just watching it, hard and throbing in her hand.

His precum, encouraged by her expert manipulation, had traveled slowly up his urethra past the connection to his bladder which was now shut off by his erection. Like thick syrup it oozed out of the slit at the tip of his cock and Peter was delighted when his Angel dipped her finger into it, played with it and then had tasted it. Much to his further surprise it almost seemed that she had felt so much pleasure in this action that she couldn't contain herself and sliding on top of him did the most wonderfull things to his body with hers, barely short of alowing his cock to enter her vagina. Just as quickly as she had done this she had returned to her sitting position and begin to stroke him again with new vigor and resolve. "


Now with his eyes closed again he thought she knew exactly what she was doing. He thought her intent was to stroke him until he got so close to cuming that he couldn't control it any longer and then she woud grasp the base of his cock and hold as tight as she could till his urge to go over the edge ceased and he could return to a lower level of arousal. He had taught many a nurse to do this and it worked better every time it was done to him If done at exactly the right time he could keep from cuming for an hour maybe more and then when he did cum the result was explosive.

This was what Peter wanted now and as he felt his seed start to rise he screamed "NO!!! No, not yet, you fucking bitch." he opened his eyes and looked deep into hers, pleading."NO!"
 
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tease

How did this girl know so exactly what to do??

I suppose one part of my overloaded brain was trying to work that out, but it was pretty hard to do, what with her soft body rubbing up against me, and her breasts.......god they looked so inviting, round and firm yet soft and alluring, each with a rosy nipple hard in the centre, begging to be caressed, rubbed, licked...........I twisted my head around to try and reach them, feeling her heat and wetness against my legs, god I want to be buried deep inside rub it against my cock please let me fuck you but she wasn't having any of it, she pushed my head aside and began rubbing her hands down her creamy tummy towards her puffy sex lips.........god she whimpers so beautifully and then she'd reached her clit, rubbing it in slow soft circles........
"Do you like to watch me touch myself?" rubbing slowly, looking into my eyes, closing her own, whimpering softly as she began to rub a little faster...........god I just LOVE to watch a girl masturbate, my heart and head were pounding so hard.........
"PLEASE let me touch you...............god I want to feel you so badly........" my voice was so dry I could hardly speak, how the hell was I going to beg if I couldn't get any words out, and she was rubbing herself up against my thigh even as she pleasured herself with her fingers, and I was powerless to do anything except watch her.................
 
Tease

"PLEASE let me touch you...............god I want to feel you so badly........"

As he begged she could tell he was thirsty, rubing herself against his leg as she rubbed her clit. she closed her eyes, dipping a few fingers inside her, knowing he was watching, knowing how much it excited him. When she pulled her fingers out she opened her eyes and looked at him smiling. Her fingers were coated in her clear necter and she dabbed a droplet onto his lips.

"You seem thirsty..." She smiled devilishly and waved her fingers infront of him for a few secconds before offering a finger, rubing it along his lips. She waited for him to suck it off before returning them to her clit, rubbing a little faster before diving her fingers inside herself, whimpering lightly from time to time, leaning forward and nibbling on his ear, making sure he could hear her whimpers even better.
 
tease

The droplet of her nectar on my lips was like a balm, my tongue returned to something like it's normal size, but the sight of her rubbing and caressing herself was all too much.
could feel my imprisoned cock practically bursting the seams of my underwear, it was soo uncomfortable, and each time she leaned forward her nipples scraped along my chest, her tummy practically brushed my cock................
now she was rocking backwards and forwards, rubbing herself, teasing, slipping a finger deep inside before pulling it out..........
I found my voice.
"I want to fuck you.......please let me fuck you....."
Looking back on it I can see that I had lost all sense of dignity, but I really didn't care, all I wanted was to feel the thick hard head of my cock slide inside her beautiful soft wet flesh, to dominate her, punish her for teasing, and then cummm my brains out deep inside her..............

Instead she shook her head, still smiling.
"I'm sorry baby, I know you want to drive that big, hard thing in your pants deep inside me - " here she stopped and ran her lithe hand over the aching bulge in my trousers, squeezing and rubbing just a little - "but whatever else you do to me, sex is against the rules. We'll just have to find something else to do with it......." she winked.
Against the rules............I'd heard that before.
"Against your rules, or the rules of the place?" I asked, with disappointment.
"It's just against the rules," she repeated, "none of the angels are allowed to have sex with their clients."
And come to think of it, as her hands strayed lower and lower, none of the drinks on offer mentioned sex proper - they were all forms of foreplay or fetishes, and I wanted to ask her more but then her hands had reached my zipper and I pretty much forgot everything else.
"Well, I suppose I could at least let him out........" she whispered. "He must be soooo uncomfortable," and I sighed in relief as her slim soft hands drew down the zipper and my cock sprang out, thick and red and angry-looking, a drop of frustrated precum glistening on the tip..................
 
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