Salon Rouge

It was a typical Wednesday, driving home from the office. The familiar ring tone of my sexy naughty feline calling telling me we have a sitter for a few hours tonight and we get to go have dinner...alone.

I get home to see her looking hott as ever, wearing my favorite skirt, a sweater that hugs her amazing curves like a wet suit, and boots that go all the way to Alaska. Wow! I am excited to get out of the house for a bit for a nice dinner and some great company with the sexiest woman on the planet.

The restaurant is right on the river and the moonlight is beaming, the reflection is as gorgeous as my date. After dinner we go to the river to look at the moonlight. As we park the car, she hikes up her skirt a bit to reveal her gorgeous legs encased in the sexiest boots I have ever seen. She grabs me hand and begins to grind her, already wet, panties. She moans as I rub just a bit. We get out to enjoy the moonlight a bit.

We get back to the house and proceed to the bedroom, I am just aching for her at this point. I walk into the room, she follows.

"Don't look, close your eyes" she tells me.

"Ok, turn around"

I turn to see her, still in her skirt and boots, but the sweater has disappeared and she has but on this white blouse with the buttons un-buttoned just right.

A little back story... I have always had a thing for women in buisness like attire, especially with a skirt and a white blouse. For some strange reason I have never told this desire to M. But now that she knows, it is paying off.

I walk over to her and kiss her softly, getting more and more intense. Our hands are all over each other.

She steals her wet soft lips away from mine, stares at me deep into my eyes, licks her lips and begins to do the sexiest thing ever. She drops to her knees while slowly peeling my pants and boxers down.

My hard cock is aching for her, it springs to attention as she is face to cock. She takes her soft hands and begins to stroke and rub. Then her amazing lips envelope my hard throbbing cock. M starts to give me the most amazing, mind blowing blow job EVER! Not only is she on her knees looking her sexiest, we are in front of a mirror so not only can I look down and see her mouth working my cock like only she can do, but I can look in the mirror and see her kneeled in front of me, servicing me. I felt like I was the only person in the world at that moment. It was sensual, delicious and downright fucking hott.

Now that the nice and sensual BJ is happening, this sweet girl kneeling in front of me becomes the slut of my dreams. She starts sucking, slurping, licking, rubbing, I have to put my hands on the wall just to keep my balance. She pops my cock out of her mouth with a loud slurp, she looks up and me as she rubs my wet throbbing cock all over her face. Moaning and kissing she engulfs my cock once again, taking my deep in her throat almost gagging. She is just sucking my cock like it is the last ice cream on a stick in the universe. She won't stop, and i won't let her. I feel the pre-cum dripping out of the head and on to her tongue, she doesn't let that stop her. As a matter of fact, she is sucking me so hard, I cum just a little in her mouth, this doesnt even stop her. It encourages her to pop my cock out and rub it all over her face. God this blow job is so fucking hott, I could be stricken down dead at this point and be a happy man. I love blow jobs, and this one is the one by all other blow jobs will be measured. Sublime!

She then stops gets up and hikes up her skirt bends over the bed. I immediatly proceed to fuck her hard, her skirt was to her waist, her boots still on, and she was bent over the bed. I was behind her fucking hard and fast, she was moaning, squirming, screaming as I fucked her hard. My cock disappeared in her wet, tight, pussy. My finger gets lost in her tight ass as two become one. I lost all sense of timr at this point.

When we were spent the CD we were playing had completed and switched to the second one. 55 minutes!

We were fucking like this for almost an hour, non-stop my fair readers. It was an amazing night of pure, uninhibited fucking. She was telling me what to do and how she liked it, and I loved it, she did too.

I love you so much my amazingly sexy darling, thank you for an amazing evening, I am longing for more.

to our rabbit hole, our Wonderland. We make it what we want. What do you want, to see, to feel, to be? Come close and whisper to me, tell me the perversions of your mind. Beg me for a certain passion, a release, and maybe I will comply. Then again... maybe I won't. I want to see you plead, to need, to be here. Now. There is no escape. Your fantasies will flourish and bleed. Flash your eyes in irritation, stamp your feet in anger. I like that it makes me smile. Bring it to me, and maybe I will do the same.
~Mme. R

The friends who brought you did not tell you what to expect, but to arrive at dusk, and, “Leave your inhibitions at the door”. The looks they exchanged were cryptic, the laughter more so. Were they laughing at you?

You wonder why you came. This is not for you. These are not your sort of people. Look at their painted faces, their shimmering clothes, surely there has been a mistake.

Touch the smooth worn wood, caress it, this is your last chance to exit.

Yet you follow as they lead you down dark hallways, closed doors, and so many soft sounds, sighing, breathing. What is this place? Those sounds, laughter, crying, did someone scream?!
No, maybe after all it is merely the sound of the theatre surrounding you. Feel your pulse climb, your fingers tremble.
You hear words beneath the whispers now, the sounds of dark places, a heady aroma fills the air. Makeup? Perfume? No- an exotic fragrance intoxicating and alarming.

What is this new torture? The sensation pulls you forward almost against your will. Is that hesitation in your eyes? Are you frightened?
Good.
You are not merely the audience, but a key performer. Step behind the curtain, both players and voyeurs have a tableau waiting for you...