Words...

Words are good for things, like cars and trees,

but when it comes to feelings,

they're like trying to wrap up a waterfall or sign a breeze,

or tell someone a whole truth without lying.

I would rather tell you how I feel with signs:

like the way I look at you or how I touch you,

Or how I fit my dreams to our designs,

creating one bright world-and then, how much.

The truth is not in words or even deeds:

It's far too subtle to be seen or heard.

It's in the garden that supplies one's needs,

Too various for any one act or any single word.

Words are like the scent of a rich perfume
they indicate a presence in the room
like when you enter and the world knows you are there

Sometimes the words don't come easy to tell someone
how much they mean to you and reality of those words

and to the depth to which they're meant.

Chants

I arrived home and she had or was having an awful day. Kids taking so much time and attention, too much to do, again giving in and over to others desires and not hers.

"Daddy, I'm in a bitchy mood this evening,and Hi, lol" Well my reply was "You need a spanking and bed". She doesn't like being sent to bed right after a spanking and was laying there wide awake unable to sleep.

I in those times of not being able to sleep like to meditate, and use a couple connected words in a "mantra" that I chant over and over to myself as I clear my mind and fall fast asleep. It's always worked well when I do it properly. I wake the next morning in always the same exact position I fell asleep and I wake feeling refreshed and as though I'd just fallen asleep and just woken up, but I digress.
I knew my good girl needed her own mantra to chant and I had my own version of how I was going have her do it. Her pussy was still wet from her spanking and as I bent her over the side of the bed I told repeat over and over and do not stop till I tell you.
"What do you want me to say Daddy?" "DaddyfuckmeDaddyfuckmeDaddyfuckme""understand?"
"Yes Daddy" "good girl begin" ...
With her first 3 words of the chant I filled her tight wet pussy. With the next 3 I pulled out till just the head was in, the final 3 I slammed inside her wetness again....
And so it began with every chant of the 3 I repeated the sequence, and she keep up her chant over and over both of us working ourselves into a frenzy. She needed this, craved this, a few moments to take her mind off of everything else and only concentrate on her. My thrusts continued and I felt her voice rising and falling in unison with my continual thrusts. I knew she was getting closer as her pussy gripped and released my cock inside her, so I whispered to my greedy good girl "Does my bitchy good girl want to cum?"
"Ohgodyes Daddy please!"
"Well then Princess you need to chant "
"DaddycumpleaseDaddycumpleaseDaddycumplease"
"Ohgod Daddy,Yes" and away she went repeating her new chant over and over her beautiful body shaking as she began to stumble and mumble over each new chant, her mind racing and her body aching,crying and begging for the release she chanted for.
Her mind and body in one as each chant repeated reminded both time and again she needed this orgasm.
I slammed my cock in all the way and leaned into her my hands still twisted in her hair and
pulled her back on my cock and said "Yes baby cum..NOW".
Her chants turned into a long low moan as she obeyed my final requested and soaked my cock with her wonderful sweetness.
I soon after added my orgasm to hers filling her up to almost overflowing.

After I tucked her back in bed, laid next to her, my arms around her as she drifted off to
sleep. We woke the next morning just as we had begun wrapped together and well rested.

Lunchtime

I’m coming home for lunch today.
It might be because of the long hours I put in this week at my office, or the way my good girl seems to bring out the animal in me…or it might be because I traded my ordinary lunch sandwich for a pair of her damp panties instead.(grin)
Who knows?

But I’m coming home, and she’ll be ready for me. She’s bathed every inch of her body in hot, soapy water, and then scrubbed her porcelain skin with a stiff brush until it glows with a pearly pink sheen. No scent. I want to smell only her today. They say that half of the enjoyment in a meal is in the aroma.
Then, after buffing dry with a thick, white towel, she’s to dress in that pretty white apron, pearls, heels …and nothing else. Perfect.

She’ll step before the mirror and takes measure, smiling at what she sees before her. No housewife here, not anymore. She’s taken her little PTA butt and flown to higher ground. What she sees in her mirror is the reflection of Daddy’s housecunt, a wanton woman for whom there are no limits, no worries, she belongs to me.

She’ll shake her pretty hair loose and watch as it flows in blonde profusion down just her shoulders. Her nipples will struggle to peek that last half inch above the bib of her apron, but don’t quite make it, and the southern edge of her attire hints at a dark crevasse that could only be one thing.

She’s ready.

Silently, she’ll slip down to the kitchen, intending to listen for my car in the driveway. She can always hear when I arrive…so why did she miss it today? Instead, she feels my presence long before she hears a sound…senses me before she sees the muted flick of my black pinstripe suit in the doorway. She closes her eyes, a coiling, liquid hunger building even now between her thighs.

I’m there. Her body tenses and she hears me draw near…closer…closer…an eternity. Finally, as her composure begins to shatter, she feels the smooth fabric of my suit pressing hard against my naked butt…my hands circling beneath my flimsy garment.
I say nothing, but at once my breath assails her neck, my teeth grazing her flesh. She gasps and a shiver courses through her.

With slow deliberation, I turn her towards me, lifting her onto the kitchen counter, curling her fingers into the handles of the overhead cabinets as though chaining her helplessly before my gaze. The look in my eyes is something almost wild, feral, as I take in the sight of my housecunt it excites me and I hope it strikes a similar cord between her thighs.

I tug her forward until her dripping sex lays vulnerable along the very edge of her perch. She feels my hand exploring her moist recesses, probing her readiness…one finger…two. She gasps and her grip tightens. Two fingers, so full…, and finally as my body screams silently for release…the third and last.

My left hand unties the bib of her apron, and her hardened nipples are free at last, pebbled and eagerly pressing against my chest. Then, in a single, fluid motion, I grasp one between my teeth as I thrust my hand deep into her.

Her startled moans fill the room. She feels my fingers curling against her g-spot, and more moans. My fingers pumps repeatedly…in and out… she’s so wet now, wetting the cuff of my white dress shirt, wetting the counter with the juice of a thousand desires, needs and cravings.

A small almost inaudible noise escapes her throat, and her knuckles whiten against their shackles. Shamelessly, she moves against me, needing me…devouring me with her body.
I pull away, licking her excited offering from my fingertips.

She hangs limp and senseless for a moment, steadying herself, finding her strength once again… then slips fluidly to her knees on the floor between my suited thighs. Slowly she calms the trembling of her fingers as she releases the buttons of my shirt and strips it from my body. My eyes are intense, hungry, as I devour her with my eyes, our eyes meet as she reaches for my belt buckle, dispatching it with a boldness I never thought she had. Slowly, she slides the zipper downward, for my bulging cock now demands to be released with an urgency that requires a careful hand. My cock springs forward, brushing her cheek in its mad rush to consummate. Goosebumps rising along her naked body as her excitement matches my own.

Fist clenched in her hair, I thrust my hips in her direction and she licks eagerly, lapping at the tiny spurts that even now escape from the hungry mouth of my glistening flesh. She caresses the rounded orbs beneath, rolling and milking them between her fingers until my eyes close and she hears my sighs retreat behind a deep, almost animal-like growl.

I tug her hair and she rises, and taking my hand I lead her into the formal dining room, dominated even now by the heavy mahogany table that she loves so much. I remove the chair at the end, leaving her standing there while I circle toward the opposite side.

She pauses, making sure I am watching. Could I possibly do anything else? Then, slowly she drops her apron to the floor and turns, standing with her back towards me, and raises herself until she’s sitting atop its polished surface. She lays back, nudging closer and closer to my hard, eager body until she is lying at a right angle before me, her head dangling from the very edge in an inverted position between my thighs, her warm breath wafting around my pulsating cock.

I moan in appreciation. Her submission is total, my control consummate. No holds barred…no limitations…and so we "lunch".


My right hand captures the back of her neck, and I press forward, my left thumb momentarily hooking between her lips, opening her mouth to accept my offering.
I advance until I penetrate the wet circle of her lips…savoring the warm area behind her teeth. The hard, almost purple head of my cock throbs demandingly against her tongue, filling her mouth with its silken torture. My free hand caresses her throat below the knotted fabric of her pearls, her “collar”, stroking as one would a favorite pet… and then I lunge.

My hardened cock slips past her barriers, down into the long, straight column of her slender pretty throat, and she tries to gasp. I pause but for an instant, then growl…my primal prayer of control …then thrust again.
I can feel the rise and fall of my hand as it rests against her slender passageway. I fill her…I fill her, over and over. My fingers caress her throat and she swallows in reflex, her flesh closing around me in a wet, pulsating suction that urges me onward. I smile, with a fierce, hungry look that defines what we’re doing…what we’re feeling, and thrust once more.

Again my fingers stroke the vulnerable expanse of her throat. I love the feel of my cock surging and subsiding, swelling the narrow passage which it travels…laying claim to her body and mind once more assuring her, she belongs to me.

I’m close now…so close, and her hot moans fill the space between my thighs. My unencumbered hand grasps her left breast, tweaking the nipple until she whimpers out against the invader that fills her throat.
She gushes then…long flowing streams against the mahogany surface. Will this table ever be the same again? Will we care?

I reach between her quivering thighs and run my fingers through the flow, anointing her nipples with its liquid opulence. Then, eyes piercing, I guide my left hand deep between her lips and pantomime briefly an intimacy she’s never shared with anyone.

She blushes. A deep crimson flush seems to rise from the tips of her toes and finds its way along her bulging neckline to capture her glistening eyes.
Intently, I watch as her hand slides maddeningly between the lips of her soaked pussy, her body writhing shamelessly before me. My thrusts become more urgent, more demanding…

Her abandonment intensifies and her increasing moans and whimpers consume me, vibrating against your trembling cock. She’s wet, so wet, grinding her now slippery butt into a swirling pool of her own lust and longing…hungering flesh and hot desires.

I can feel how close I am now sure she can taste me now...so close. Already my early offerings slide wetly down her throat…heralding the deluge to come. Her body is shaking now, her hand quivering at its task. Her eyes are aglow, and as I feel her close to falling over the edge of the same wonderful universe, she hears “Now good girl, now!”

Then suddenly she’s nearly drowned in a river of heated profusion… buried in a seemingly never-ending flood of thick, salty sweet nectar, seasoned by her own ejaculate cries of unrestrained passion. The hot, slippery liquid slithers satisfyingly down her throat, filling her…filling the hollows of her body, mind and soul with lustful satisfaction.

I thrust once more, shuddering involuntarily, then slump against her, my face flushed and sated.

Gasping, I withdraw, kissing her gently, my tongue licking at the errant drops that have escaped her lips. I then climb atop the table and lay beside her moist and trembling body, drawing her against me…her breath warm and ragged against my chest. My arms encircle her.

Once more I wet my hand between her thighs, and then begin to trace the crease between her butt. My fingers begin to probe…deeper…deeper until they find their mark…that tight, portal hidden between her glistening cheeks. She buries her face against my chest, her eyes widening as I begin to thrust. My thick, strong finger invades her body and she writhes against me, impaled on my finger.

I smile, move the pearled collar, and close my lips over the throbbing pulse at the base of her throat. My finger retracts once more, and I hold her closely, lustful ideas, thoughts flooding my eyes.
Another time…another time…

“What are we doing tomorrow for lunch?” I ask with a grin.

Dance fever

We meet at the predetermined nightclub. She’s wearing a tight black button down blouse, a metallic looking black skirt with a small slit just above the knee and silver high heels with stockings. With her pretty blonde hair and pink lip gloss she looks amazing.

She can tell from the look on my face and bulge that I’m pleased with her appearance. I grab her waist and pull her to me giving her a long luscious kiss slipping my tongue along and inside those pretty glossed lips. The vibration of the music reverberates between us, feeling the beat of every note.

I hold her arm as we walk through the club, proceeding to the dance floor I notice many pairs of eyes on her as we make our way to the bar along side the dance floor. We sit at the table watching the crowd and have a drink and relax. We’re fondling and touching each other my hands roaming her lovely body, and I lean in for another sweet kiss.
My hand is on her thigh now “ Did my good girl do as I asked?” I whisper in her ear.
Her lips slides up from my mouth to my ear and she whispers “Yes Daddy I am here panty less.” Within moments my hand is sliding up all the way “Open for me” I growl in her ear. She moves closer and spreads her legs wider, leans in and kisses me her tongue slipping in searching for mine. My finger slides up and inside her wet slit. As I slide it in further she gasps and moans as I push further inside. No one can hear her and with the music so loud we can barely hear each other. She’s pumping herself on my finger and squirming on and around it. “Daddy I’m so wet and so close, please.”
We kiss again and I speak loudly in her ear as the music’s so loud now “Are you getting close Princess??” She looks at me in that precious innocent look, gulps and says “Yes, Daddy.”
I lean back and look at her, my fingers still inside and say “Then show me, let me see you come on my finger” I slide my finger all the way in and pull it out rubbing the wet finger around her clit and sliding it again. She closes her eyes and savors the sensations then suddenly her eyes open and she looks at me with a pleading look and I say “Now”
she smiles, closes those pretty green eyes and lets out a low moan. I slide the finger back out and keep the fingertip on her hard lil clit making more slow circles. After a few minutes I take the finger and slip it inside my mouth tasting her sweetness. I smile and she leans forward to kiss me again and taste her on my tongue. “I can’t wait to suck you.” she whispers to me “and have you do anything you want with me Daddy”

There are people all around the club yet it seems no one has noticed us. Everyone doing their own things and into each other. Suddenly her favorite dance song is on and we make our way hand in hand to the dance floor. I turn her around so I’m behind her, my hands on her waist as she begins to dance. She’s dancing and grinding up against me, feeling the hardness of my cock against her backside. As the music continues I take my hands from her waist and move up to cup her breasts, I make sure to rub her nipples a bit too. She leans her head back on my shoulder and gives me a few sweet wet kisses to the side of my face as we “dance”. As the song continues I take my hands and move then down to her waist and this time back up under the blouse. I feel her soft skin in my hands and soon they’ve worked their way up under her bra, where I take hold and hold them as my fingers scissoring and pinching her nipples. She looks up at me surprised but yet knowing she’s safe in my hands. She smiles and closes her eyes for a moment to focus on the sensations of my hands on her body and my hardness against her backside, feeling my cock rubbing into her ass.

Then I release her breasts and move down the front of her body, my left hand working my way to the front of her skirt. She checks to see if her blouse is draped over her skirt enough to hide what I’m doing, Not that anyone is noticing but still…
My hand reaches her soaked pussy and she feels me slip a finger inside. “Oh God, Daddy” she says breathlessly “What are you doing to me?” I laugh a bit “Do you really think you can look like this and tease me as you do and not expect me to take some of you?” Of course it’s a rhetorical statement, as she’s mine and we both have known exactly how she’ll react and what may happen. Her excitement is evident on her face and more so by how incredibly wet she’s continued to get. I’m rubbing her harder now and my finger is pistoning in and out of her at a frenzied pace. She’s no longer moving to the music, she moving to my finger inside her. She moaning and moving as if unaware of it now. I look around and notice this hasn’t gone unnoticed now and pairs upon pairs of eyes are upon us. She’s not focused and doesn’t seem to care anymore who may be watching or what they think. That’s something that hasn’t happened with me before.

Her pussy is so wet now I know she has to be close to orgasm, and almost as if on cue she pulls my hand from inside her and turns to me panting “No more please Daddy, I need you inside me now. Please Daddy just fuck me, I don’t care how you do it just fuck me good pleassssssssssssse.” We begin to look around the club to find a place we can go. We come upon a dimly lit hallway. We have no idea what it is or where it goes, but it seems to be the only place we can find right now. As we head into the hallway further we see it’s lined with many other door, from behind we can hear moaning and grunting and other sounds suggestive of more intense sexual activities. It seems we are on the right track. At the end of the hallway we find a door from which no sounds emerge, I knock on it, and luckily there’s no response. We open the door and walk in, closing it behind us.

All we can see in the very dim light is a sofa with a table along side it. It’s a very small room, but no doubt spacious enough for our needs right now.
Within seconds we’re holding each other and kissing with a level of passion that easily could have brought us to orgasm. I struggle to open the many buttons on the blouse and decide that ripping it open would be easier, she gasps as the buttons drop like rain on the floor. I grab her after a moment and turn her around bending her over the sofa “Don’t move Princess” I command “I want you just like that, so I can take you from behind”.
She remains still her hands resting on the top of the sofa, as she hears me opening my belt and pulling down my zipper. I wrap my right arm around her waist, while my left take hold of my cock and position it at the opening of her pussy. Slowly little by little I push my cock inside her from behind. She cries out with pleasure and begins to push back against me. Slowly I grind myself further inside her until I feel my balls against her ass.
I begin thrusting in and out of her, reaching up and taking hold of her pretty blonde hair with my left hand as I continue fucking her. Neither of us are paying much attention to anything else but our passion, when suddenly the music from outside sounds much louder. We turn our heads to see the door to the room is now open and we are no longer alone. There’s another couple standing by the door, watching us with obvious interest.
My Princess is stunned and is about to stop when I thrust harder and pull her hair again to bring her attention back to where it belongs. She turns to look and I smile at her nodding its ok and we continue fucking ignoring the unwanted observers. I look at them after a moment and shake my head to say NO! Off they went to find a room of their own. The door closes and she’s moaning, whimpering, and now as if chanting “Daddy please, Daddy please, Daddy please” I slow my thusts and vary the speed and she back up her body betraying her greediness. “Daddy now please, Daddy now please” her chanting continues. I respond to her greediness with my own and drive myself hard and fast into her growling “Yes good girl come all over Daddy’s cock” I pull her back by her hair and search to find her mouth with mine as she moans in my mouth giving herself up to her orgasm. My moans meet hers as she takes my hand from around her waist and brings it to her clit. My legs stiffens and I growl “Daddy’s gonna come baby”
“Yes Daddy fill me up” she whispers as I explode inside her wonderful velvety tight pussy. Suddenly she turns is on her knees and facing me her mouth open wide as she takes my cock into it. She’s licking frantically at my cock getting as much of my orgasm as she can. She continues licking and sucking me clean,as my cock begins to subside.
I pull her up to me and kiss her soflty as her tongue lick the remnants from her lips. “mmm so good Daddy, thank you” I grab her by the waist again and pull her close to me kissing her more passionately than I can remember. We’re still kissing when there’s a knock on the door, asking us if we are done in there. We look at each other and burst into laughter. We quickly put our clothes back on and open the door to another waiting couple. I guess tonight the club has many of us with similar ideas. In a hurry to get out she’s left off her bra and the blouse’s buttons are long gone, so we walk back to the bar her with her arms across her chest. We are there for a quick nightcap and off to our place to be alone with our thoughts of tonight, and to replay it this time in private.

Say Please like a good...

Don't be quiet hoping I will read your mind or see it in your pretty eyes
Smell your scent
and come sniffing at your pussy
Tell me

Knowing what I wish to know excites the fuck out of me
My mind reels over again and I plan what to do next
I hear your soft moans imagined
I echo each of them

When you say please
And your desire is so very evident
you rake your nails across my chest
licking your bottom lip before biting it

Images explode
Across my mind nad imagination
My cock thickens
I adjust my jeans

Waiting for you to come through that door
Tired from your work day
tapping my hand against my thigh
I begin to feel impatient

you drop your facade
then your clothes at the door
No need for polite conversation
When We both know how wet your pussy is

Kneel here in front of me
Tell Daddy what you want
I want everything you desire me to have
Use me as You wish Daddy

Say please like the good little slut you are.

How I See it

I want to see my beauty walk into the room
Sauntering towards me I can smell her perfume
My perfect good girl and my sexual toy
Her pleasing me brings me total, complete, ultimate joy.

She timidly kneels lowering her eyes
Knees widespread displaying her thighs
She looks up below her lowered eyelashes and gives a soft smile
Waiting to see what's in store for her in a very short while.


The minutes pass without a word or glance
Already my cock is ready in anticipation inside my pants
Finally I rise and make the few short steps and I’m at her side
I know whatever I ask of her she will gladly abide

She quivers silently and mews a soft cry
Waiting for the first touch from her Daddy, her guy
As I reach down and stroke her soft pretty blonde hair
Soon enough I will lay her bare

I will slide inside slowly and then start to pound
The soft inner wet sanctum of her little pussy mound
When she starts to moan I will thrust with more lust
Claiming her body and her complete undying trust

Sweat starts to drip slowly from her brow
Her body betrays her as she gets even wetter, I can still smell her sweet scent even now.
She lowers her head gently to the floor
Raising her ass giving Me her wide open sex to explore.

First come the fingers and then the soft tongue
Pressing into her going from two into one
My tongue spreads her wide and tastes the sweet nectar
Such a joy to slide my tongue deep inside her wet little bare nuclear reactor.

In a moments time she is whimpering and moaning
I bury my cock inside her, I’m slamming inside her and I too am groaning
Soon enough the cum begins to spurt
She pulls off my cock and gives it a few jerks.

Across her face the cum shoots and spurts
She rubs my jerking cock across her pretty breasts
As the orgasm subsides she takes me in her waiting mouth
I once again start to slide my fingers down south.

In no time at all we are back at it again
Fucking with fever and both feeling mutual pleasure deep within

Her orgasm comes now as she writhes and squeals
I can scarcely believe the pleasure she makes me feel

After a few moments we collapse and breathe deep
Snuggled together we both fall asleep.

Rainy Days..

When her love comes pouring over me like rain,
I close my eyes and get soaked to my
soul all over again....