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welcome to wood’s new forest!

I am still busy trimming the underbursh and getting things in order, but in the meantime my first post in the new digs is below. Please update your links, bookmarks, etc. and enjoy.

lilith’s bluff – part one

After all of her needling, flirting, and teasing, i won the bet and was ready to call her bluff. My prize, she was mine for a day – no questions asked, safeword, oopps forgot to mention that to her. The best part was she would not know what day it would be.

For the lack of a better word, I stalked her for about a week. Following her, finding her haunts and the best time to snatch her. I borrowed a friends van and followed her to the park on day. As she came back to her car, she turned her back to open her car door. I slide open the van door and drag her inside pulling a large duffle over her head and torso, my hand clamping down over her mouth as D drops the van in drive and squeels away.

I never said a word to her. I didn’t want to her to know it was me. I wanted to see how my little princess would react. How much of her fantasy world did she want to keep in her head versus what she really wanted to experience. I had both barrells cocked just for her.

Her silence turns to weeping, not knowing who or what was going on. As the van hurried down the road, I took out the hand cuffs, placed them on her wrists behind her back. Sobs of “please don’t hurt me” escape from beneath her hood. I just lean over and breath heavy in her ear. My hand grabbing against the crotch of her jeans. She struggles to close her legs, squirm away, but a open handed slap against her head stops her from moving. after securing her to the side of the van i again grab her crotch. crying turns to angry sobs with random vulgarities hurled at me. This just makes me clamp against her crotch tighter. my other hand grabbing one of her breasts, mmm just as luicious as they had felt in my mind.

it does take long to get to my lair. once inside the garage i untie the cuffs from the rail in the van. her crying has subsided, for now. I yank at her arm, pulling her to her feet, she stumbles out of the van. I bang on the side of the van and D pulls asway. She begins to protest once again as I shove her down the stairs.

“Not so fast I can’t fucking see” she screams at me. just for that outburst and to fuck with her mind, I trip her down the last two steps. she screams as she falls to the floor. realizing she didn’t fall far and is safe, she yells out again, kicking at the air.

with my boot resting on her head quiets her down again. i drag her over towards the middle of the room. I undo one of the cuffs so I can bring her hands in front of her. then with a swift pull, i jerk her up to her feet. the rope dangles from the ceiling, i grab it and tie the cuffs above her head. Knowing how feisty she can be i drop to my knees, placing a cuff on each ankle and then a spreader bar to each one.

i grab my leather mask and pull it over my head. i need to see each one of her reactions from now on. not one should be lost under the dank canvsas bag. I step behind her and pull it off of her. her eyes already used to dim light conditions, her head jerks back and forth looking for someone or something.

I step in front of her. looking at her mascare running down her face, her eyes red from tears and snot running out her nose.

I reach out grabbing both breasts and squeezing, trying to get my index finger to touch my thumb. I watch her knees jerk as if to try and kick at me, then realizing she can’t. i let go only to clamp her nipples between my thumb and finger, squeezing and pulling. this time her eyes close and her mouth opens to scream out at me.

mmmm, i relish the sound of that scream. i want to believe there is pain behind it, but her body betray her as her nipples stiffen under her clothes and in my grip.

i disappear into the shadows and as I do I can hear her yell out

“hey, where are you going? don’t leave me here!”

as I return pushing my surgical cart and stool, i can see her expression turn to fear as she realizes what she has just said. i push the stool in front of her, sitting down on it, pulling the cart next to me.

i pull off the towel covering the tray. i look at her face to see her eyes well up once again, her lower lip quivering and a weak sob begining. i stand long enough to slap her across her face, shutting her up for another moment.

Once I sit back down i reach for the medical sicssors. bending down I start at the cuff and cut up one leg. making sure the cold steel presses against her flesh. Then I start at the waist band of the other leg cutting down, pulling away the demin material.

mmm – there she hangs in her blouse and cotton panties. those wet cotton panties. once again my hand attacks her crotch, this time I can feel her fleshy folds and wetness. once again she tries to squirm and close her legs and herself from me. my fingers can sense the heat from her pussy. with one hand I pull back the cloth, and with my other hand, i shove four fingers up into her, no preamble, no warning. with a yelp and a sob, i can feel her clamp around me, trying to keep me from penetrating any deeper. with a second shove upwards, i bury myself up to the third knuckle.

in between cries she throws more insults and vulgarities at me. i am tired of hearing this already as much pleasure as those tears bring me, i need to focus. i jerk my hand from her cunt. my moist fingers grab hold of those plain white panties and rip them from her flesh. once seperated from her body, i stuff them up her pussy, slapping her clit, her cunt, her legs and ass.

all the time she is calling me every name in the book. I can only smile from under my mask. I reach over and pull off a length of duct tape. I pull the soaked panties from her twat, holding them to my nose. mmmm – tasty bitch.

I pinch her nose closed until she opens her mouth for a gulp of air. as she does i stuff her soaked panties into her mouth and slap the tape over her mouth. watching as her expressions melt from anger to fear to pain and cycle again.

seeing red

time to be house bitch and get my chores done tonight before wife gets home. why not mindless work; it has been weeks since my pecker has seen a pussy and my hand – well lets just say we are bored with each other.

what to do first? dishes – there we go, mindless but can make the kitchen look so much better and like I tried to do something. on goes the ipod, warm up the water and stack the sink.

soon my mind drifts; wanders, melts away from the task at hand; which image will I grab at evening.

mmm – good choice WIH.

I see red, just a fuzzy image of red. such a perfect color – power, anger, lust, prosperity; both cupid and devil – the flush color of excited flesh. slowly the image of your ass, that beautiful ass covered in shiny red panties. swaying back and forth.

the hot water burns over my skin as the soapy spunge glides over the first plate. my hand reaches out to touch that ass, and mmm, those red panties. my fingers barely get to feel that smooth, soft flesh before you slap my hand away. looking back at me with your smokey stare. your hair spilling down and hiding part of your face.

I watch as your finger drifts back between your legs, lingering, barely brushing against the material; a throaty moan escapes from your mouth. your finger lingers, pressing against your crotch, grinding your finger against yourself, pushing your panties into your sweet pussy. your tits swaying, brushing against the sheets.

your fingers slides between your panties and flesh. i can see a wet spot from your fingers circiling your cunt. i watch as your fingers fuck yourself, then two. each pushing in as far as they can and pulling back out. i can only watch the material stretch and snap back, your moans filling my ears.

with a moan you pull your fingers out, staring off in the distance as you waft them under your nose and then reach out and smear them under mine. I smell both the sweet smell of your ass and musky scent of your pussy. as you pass by you coo in my ear “have fun little man” as I watch you slink away fading away with my vision.

BITCH! i drop the plate i am holding into the sink. i pull my soapy hands from the sink and unbuckle my belt, my other hands pull on the top of my jeans, it seems as if all 5 buttons spring open at once. my cock flexs out of my boxers. mmm, my soapy fingers grasp around my harden cock, the other hand leaning against the counter. slowly pulling and feeling it harden to it full size. aaaahhh, tight grip, slow tugs.

I crack the back door and grab a handful of snow. i slam the door closed and push my pants down pressing the handful of snow against my balls. i feel them leap up inside of me. I glide the snow up to my base, rubbing it back and forth against my balls. The sensation of cold soon begins to burn, as if someone was holding a flame under my cock.

I loosen my grip and jerk faster. I rub the snow between my balls and between my ass. i can feel the melting snow run down my legs. the cold traveling down my body. the snow melts and my finger drags between my ass cheeck against my asshole and back to my balls. trying to warm them in the tight pocket they are hiding in.

my wet hand replaces my right one. the cold lube of the snow against my warm flesh. watching those fingers cross my face, under nose, against my skin.

fuck, the first time in days a real orgasm. mmmm, my warm cum against my cold hand.

the cold tempering the heat, the heat taming the cold.

WTF???

So HNT or just a bad hair day?

first thoughts – part one

last week i was trolling the pervy blog-o-sphere and stumbled upon a site (know how you are always going to bookmark things and then forget). the author was speaking of their first deviant images, thoughts, expressions. what he saw but had no idea what was going on sexually.

I was about 12, 13 (?) somewhere in there. it wasn’t a dream, i am not sure i know where it came from. i had only found one friend with a dad who subscribed to penthouse. i was masturbating.

my parents had a small cinder block shed in the back, it was not finished inside. there would be a woman, hands above her head, tied to the rafters. she was on the balls of her feet. and her mouth was taped shut.

she was mine to violate. she mine to make sream with pleasure or cries of physical pain. the thought of her tears, her tears of joy; can make my cock twitch.

over the years, the dream has become much more vivid. Each time I think about it now, it is refined a little more. like writing a fine novel, each word must be perfect as each move and emotion. At times i miss the innocence of those first thoughts and images i had. shocked that i would like of performing such acts on another person, but getting so fucking turned on by it all.

mmmmm, my perfect little slut. . .

hung – revised

you come to with duct tape over your mouth. naked. hands bound above your head. you are not sure where you are let alone how you got here. i watch your eyes squint. the light is bright and your mind is hazy. fuzzy images slowly coming into your focus. Your eyes barely make me out, sitting in front of you, my cock twitching and throbbing as I watch you.

then your eyes lock on it, your mind registers what it is.

the noose sways before your eyes, they follow it hypnotically. your eyes drift back and forth from the noose to me and back. a perfect noose made of hemp rope, there are 13 neat loops snaking up its length.

i stand up,and move forward towards you. my fingers grab your nipples and twist them hard. your winch of pain quickly fades to a moan of pleasure. when my fingers can’t pinch hard enough, my jaws apply a little more pressure. almost to the point of wanting to bite those stiffened nipples clean off.

“up” is the only command you hear from my voice. Obedaintly you lift your foot up.
I slide a milk crate under your foot. You raise up your second foot, fully standing on the crate.

i crave to watch you wince as my hand cracks across your ass, not once, not twice, but until my palm stings and the pattern of my fingers are a fire red across your flesh.

I pull the noose over your head. you just look forward. your expression is priceless. I swear I see a smirk from the corner of your mouth. I slowly pull the rope tight around your neck. Your eyes wide open, the intial look of wonder fades into an expression of anticipation. I cut the rope holding your arms above your head.

I walk around you, admiring you. I draw my hand back and crack it against an ass check. mmmm – you don’t even flinch this time. crack as my hand slaps the other cheek. i drag the tip of my knife down the spine of your back. As I do bumps on your skin trail the sharp tip.

i bite your neck, that fleshy part between your shoulder and neck, the breath from my nose sears your skin, my teeth wanting to just tear your flesh. i clamp my teeth down until I hear the whimper in your voice.

I plundge my fingers in your pussy, my thumb grinding your clit. Hearing your moan, I kick the crate from under your feet. I yank my fingers from your soaking cunt. you only drop a couple of inches, but enough to cinch the rope tight around your neck.

i watch you, your expressions – one melting into the next. i can see the rope bite into your flesh. As oxygen is deprived from your mind and body, you jerk. your nostrols flare. your expression trashes between pleasure and pain or maybe you are coming. are you cuming love? you seem to be loving the feeling in any case. you fight to stay with the concisous, but nature takes over.

your head begins to drop as your mind fades. after thinking about how long you can stay under water, i want to push your limits. how far can I take you?

your eyes flutter and then shut. a part of me wants to see what will happen to you. if i pinch your clit will you come before you go? or just fade away and never feel the joy?

another day love, another day.

seeing you go, my blade slices throught the rope and you tumble to the floor. i pull the noose loose from your neck. what a lovely mark you have. i pull the duct tape from your mouth and you suck in air, your chest heaving and coughing.

as you come to your hands raise up to your neck still bound. your fingers trace the outline of the rope and a smile comes over your face.

in a raspy whisper you ask, or more to the point tell me “make me cum again”

cum again

i sit at the keyboard stroking myself thinking about your moist pussy behind those panties.

stroke your finger down your slit, through your panties, ever so lightly. tease yourself like i would tease you. now press your finger between your slit. press your panties into your pussy, i love to see a women get so turned on she soaks her panties.

cup one of your breast and pinch your nipple. a little harder, harder until you can’t help but moan out loud.

damm, baby. my little slut.

rub your pussy good now. leave your clit alone, there is plenty of time for that later. rub your pussy for me, your fingers frustrated they can touch the folds hidden behind the thin material.

slide a finger under the side of your panties. let that one lone finger slide up your slit once. let it linger around your clit. aaaahhhh, yes, a little tease to the pleasure that we will find soon. smell your finger slut, how do you smell tonight? I can smell you from here and it is driving me crazy. taste it for me? fuck your mouth with your finger. fuck it like the little whore you are.

spread your legs, with your fingers spread your pussy. think about me touching you, me fucking you. tease yourself with your fingers.

take your finger tip and just circle your opening. your cum making your finger slick, your finger slowly moving it around. push in your finger, but only to the first knuckle.

take off your panties and spread your legs wide for me. show off that pretty pussy of yours. it is so red and swollen.

spread your pussy lips and slide the dildo up and down your slit. just like i want to take my cock and slide it up and down your pussy. taking the head and rubbing it over your clit. i can hear you moan, but not begging for it yet.

fuck yourself with just the tip of the dildo. tease yourself like I would tease you, relentless. you tell me to fuck you, but won’t just cause you told me to. not that I don’t want to sink my whole cock deep in you, i just want to tease you a little more. make you want it all that more. any one can just fuck, but that is for the mear animals in life.

push your imitation cock all the way in you. pull it out half way and fuck yourself once and only once. push it back in and leave it there.

i think about your pussy grasping around it, plusing, squeezing, milking. aaaahhhh, you bitch.

touch your clit as you fuck yourself. fuck yourself slow and steady. pulling all the way out only to push it all the way back in. let it hit your back wall. pinch at your clit when it is all the way in.

i can see your cum building around the base of the plastic cock. spread your legs a little wider, fuck yourself a little harder, faster now. i want to hear you too, don’t be shy. scream, cry, curse at me, just cum for me baby. Cum for me.

mmmmmm

i love watching the flush color in your chest spread with your orgasm. the whimper of your moans. a hand lazily tugs at your nipple as your other hand holds the cock up inside you. letting it slide out a little only to slowly push it back in. that evil grin on your face – such the tasty slut.

just fuck me

it was a long week, frustrating; a general evil brewing inside of me. There needed to be a release, a release only raw lust could satisfy.

you called me at work, dinner would be ready when I got home.

great on the way home traffic has to suck and i was stuck behind every asshole there was, hit every red light i could.

you met me at the door, with a kiss on my lips. I grab the back of your head and crush my lips onto yours. my jaw opening your mouth, my tongue lashing around inside your mouth. feebly your tongue tries to fight back. I open my eyes to see yours wide open and looking a little shocked.

with both hands i grab the front of your blouse and yank my hands in opposite directions. the material and threads giving way to sheer force, the sound of buttons is soon drowned out by throaty moans from both of us. my hands grabs your breast, my fingers finding your nipples hard as little pebbles.

your hands grab my shirt and in turn the bottons from it are laying on the front mingled with yours. I love the feeling of your nails racking down my back, wishing you would just dig them into me.

your hands on my ass you drop to your knees, crawling at my pants to get them open and down. my cock springs out at you, and like a cat pouncing on a mouse, your mouth attacks my cock. your tongue showing no mercy, watching your head boob like a piston on me. one hand feeling the crack of my ass, your other hand all over my balls; cupping, pulling, and tugging. I have no want to hold out, and soon come down your throat and in your mouth.

you slow down your pace, but don’t let me cock slip from your mouth. soon you are sucking me hard again. My cock filling you. with a wicked grin you let me cock pop from your mouth.

pulling up your skirt, you slide your panties down, leaving them around your ankles. no words are spoken, you just smile at me and look forward. your hands reach back and spread your ass cheecks, mmm – damm you little slut.

my hands on your hips, i slide my penis up into you, one steady thrust until i am all the way in you. i listen to you suck in a breath and then release it with a long moan. that is the last gentle stroke you pussy feels from my cock. I yank out and thrust back in as hard as I can, pulling you back on me. I know I am hitting your wall, I can feel it on my cock head and hear it in your yelps and cries. The spur me on to fuck you even a little harder.

in a final slap of our skin, cry from your voice, and grunt from me, I come again. mmmmm- this is what I hvae needed for a long time. This is what i have missed.

she looks back at me a wicked grin, biting her lower lip, “dinner honey?”

Lilith

We were coming back from coffee at the cafeteria. The hallways were empty, most of the rooms along the way were dark. As with most conversations with her, it declined into a cesspool of naughty and dirty talk, lustful looks, and a little grab ass.

Suddenly, her hand grabs my arm and pulls me into one of the darkened rooms. She pushes me against the wall with her body and crushing her lips against mine. I try and resist, try and push her away.

She methodicially grinds her pelvis against mine. My wood from our earlier conversation never really went away. Now it is throbbing against her grinds. My defenses fail me. My tongue fights with her’s and explores her mouth. I push my crotch into her grinds. Both of moaning into one another.

My hand reaches down to feel her ass, pulling up her skirt and feeling the soft, smooth globe of her butt. My hand searches for her panties, wanting to feel her pussy.

“mmm – you won’t find any W. I took them off, I knew I would have you”

She pulls back, and yanks my belt open. With one jerk she opens the first 4 buttons on my jeans. Her hand reaches in and caresses my cock. My knees tremble at the feel of her grip. She just holds it, gripping tight and then releasing. Slowly she begins to tug on it.

“I want to see that cock of yours cum for me. Will you cum for me W?”

The only response I know how to give at this point is either a moan or a groan, and this time one fades into the other. Not even the sound of a pair of heels coming down the hallway is enough to stop us any more.

She tugs at my cock, her tongue fucking my mouth. My hands entangled in her hair as graspe her head. One hand dropping down, my palm fills with her tits. I can feel her nipple harden under her clothes. Her grip is relentless, tugging my skin almost raw already.

“Come on W” she coos in my ear just before the tip of her tongue traces my the outline of my ear.

Her free hand comes up to my nose. I can smell her sex, I can see her cum glisten on her fingers. She smears her finger on my lips before dropping to her knees in front of me.

With both hands around my penis, she jerks faster. Her big eyes looking up at me.

She sticks her hand in my pants and grabs my balls, looking up smiling at me.

“Oh, Lilith, shit”

The first spirt shots across her face. Before the second one comes, she wraps her lips around my cock and starts sucking. Spurt after spurt going down her mouth and throat. My knees are weak and it is hard to stand any more.

She holds me in her mouth until I start to go limp. She pulls back, my cock sliding out.

“god W, always looking a mess” she says with a wink and a smile, all before turning on her heel and skipping out the door. I am left to hastily tuck things back in, button up, and chase down the hallway after her.