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She bathes my cock with the tip of her tongue then sucks me in deep.
I fuck her mouth for what feels like hours. When I’m close to coming, I tighten my hand in her hair, and Sasha digs her claws into my thighs. Moaning, I explode into her mouth. Good kitty, she licks up every drop. When she finally releases me, I’m shaking and weak—and she’s grinning at me. My smug little cat who got the cream.
CJ Lemire takes a page from a fairy tale in “Princess Games”:
Sleeping Beauty lies sprawled across our canopy bed, dolled out in ruby-red corset, long black skirt, and fuck-me shoes.
Acoustic guitar plays from the speakers. An orangey scent wafts across the room. Reflected candlelight tangos across the bedroom walls.
I set the ice bucket on the dresser, kiss her, take in her perfume. Boyfriend. The one that makes her smell like she’s just come from some other man’s arms.
My hard-on strains against my suit trousers. Wait till my mouth gets to your other lips, sweetheart.
From the hope chest at the foot of the bed I select four lengths of rope, the blindfold, lube, peppermint oil and a pair of nipple clamps, which I toss into the ice bucket.
Anything else I might need? Once the lid’s closed I can’t go back, my selections are made. Perhaps the vixen has panties on, cleverly tucked under her garter straps? I add a pair of EMT scissors to my pile.
I have an hour to get Sleeping Beauty to rouse and respond. Fail, and I’m hers for the night. But if I win, and I intend to win, she’s all mine.
Game on, Princess.
Now ask yourself: Who do I want to be tonight?
TANTALIZING TIPS
•You don’t need anything in order to role-play, but costumes and other accoutrements (say a sex toy or two) can definitely ratchet up the pleasure. If you open that door in your mind, you’ll find all sorts of unusual uses for rubber gloves, ties, ace bandages, spatulas…
•If improvisation is difficult for you, play out an erotic scene from your favorite book or movie. You might even be inspired to change the plot along the way. This can be your own fan-fic come to life!
•Play at being each other. Even without costumes or crossdressing, take a turn…
FICTION: ROLE-PLAYING
AFTERNOON STRIP
N. T. MORLEY
It was a big house, so it wasn’t totally unprecedented when Jackson’s phone buzzed on the coffee table and he discovered it was his wife texting him from the top floor. There were a lot of stairs; sometimes she saved herself the trip.
About an hour ago, he’d left Helene napping in the bedroom while he came out to read. His book had taken a turn for the boring, and Jackson had just been sort of vegging out for a while. Truth be told, he was getting a little horny—as he tended to on Saturday afternoons—and so he was thinking about mounting those three flights of stairs and paying his napping wife a visit in any event; there was nothing he or she loved more than an afternoon fuck when she was good and sleepy.
But then he’d heard the telltale whine of the old Victorian’s pipes that told him Helene was taking a shower. Helene’s showers were legendary; they could go on for upward of half an hour, so he thought maybe he would join her—but when he went back and tested the door to the bathroom, he discovered it was locked.
His wife wasn’t in the habit of locking the door to the bathroom, but hey, that was her prerogative, right? So Jackson figured he was on his own for the time being. He returned to the living room and toyed with the idea of calling up some porn. But he decided to nap himself, right there on the couch. When he was awakened by the phone buzzing, he saw it was Helene texting him.
The text said: Do u have ur wallet?
Jackson’s wallet was on the table by the front door, where he always ditched it when they entered the house. But why would he need it? Did she want him to order a pizza?
He texted back: Y.
Helene answered: Small bills?
Yeah, of course he had small bills. He always did; he was a cabdriver. It went with the territory.
He texted another Y; Helene responded, Close the curtains.
Jackson texted back: OK, but he was thinking, WTF? The curtains were already closed.
