Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Have you had sex with a woman in front of a locked boy? Or made a locked girl tease a locked boy?

Who hasn’t?

But seriously…who? I want to tell them what they’re missing.

Yeah, enjoying my sexuality and the sexuality of others before the hungry eyes of locked boys is sort of a guilty pleasure hobby of mine. It might even be a calling card.

It’s one thing to lock you up and make love to your girlfriend right there in front of you. That’s always fun, especially when you start hearing her make whimpers and squeaks and moans you’ve never heard her make before.

But imagine for a moment, going downtown to a cozy little club instead. You’re dressed to the nines in that shirt that makes your eyes catch the light. Your girl is wearing the little black dress with the golden hem you bought her for your anniversary. I’m wearing that perfume that forces you to inhale whenever you catch the scent. Imagine pushing past the crowd to the bar where we leave you. You watch from across the room as I take your girlfriend by the hand out to the dance floor. You’ve never seen her laugh and smile so much in her life as we dance and joke. She spins away when the horn section flares and melts into me when the bass walks. When we finally come back to the bar, out of breath and needing refreshment, you can’t ignore how her eyes keep finding mine, how my calf tends to brush against hers, how she blushes when I put my hand on her knee. You wish she did that for you, but your cock is content where it is, locked in a cool, smooth, steel cage.

On the ride back to the hotel I sit between you. She leans her head on my shoulder and I play with her hair. I slide my hand down and make lazy circles on the smooth skin of her inner thighs with my fingertips. She coos softly and it seems like her skirt keeps moving higher and higher. My free hand rests on your thigh, high and very close to that inescapable cage. You can’t help wonder what new things I will teach her about her body when we finally arrive at our room. You cross your fingers that you will be allowed to see it all and not be gagged, blindfolded and tied to a chair in the bathroom like last time. Please, not that again.

Chores.

You took all your courage in both hands, to finally meet your celebrity crush

…but she truly knows her fanbase

I’m so hungry for a shy boy in bed… I want to tie his hands to my bed posts, strip him off his pants and see him turn crimson red in the face when I look at his body like it’s the most delicious meal I’ve ever seen. I want him to moan and squirm when I touch his hard cock the first time… begging me to stop but his body language will tell me otherwise.. slight thrust against my palm and later in my mouth. I want him to whimper and sigh, be noisy and desperate. I’m hungry for the look on his face when I slide his throbbing cock inside my pussy and feel him all the way in. When he tries to hide his face or bites his lips to muffle the moans I just part his lips with two fingers and force his mouth open, make him unable to suppress all the sweet sounds he makes while I ride him. What I want is a boy stripped off all the worries and thoughts that make him think he has to act cool. Act ‘manly’. I want him to lose a fight against boundaries and give in to the pleasure I cause. And I want to hear him cry my name as he cums.