M. Colette - Tell Me

I do a half-ass job cleaning the kitchen – good mother. A morally ambiguous wife. A horrid housekeeper. And then, to the sound of my husband running our children’s bath, I pop open the laptop. And this time I take the initiative.

Because I am clearly insane.

—I’ve rethought the visuals. I’ve never seen you in a tie. Use your belt. It’ll have to come off anyway.

And of course he’s there.

No, the only time I’ve ever used a tie on you, we borrowed it. Remember?

And leather is more fun.

—Indeed.

How long will I have you?

—I guess that depends on when you untie me.

I’ll try not to be greedy. // Try // I make no promises.

Now tell me. In detail. What you did last night.

—I don’t know how to start.

Begin at the beginning, insatiable you. And take me through every filthy detail.

—No. I think I’ll just tell you Alex had gouge marks all the way down his back at the end.

Lucky man. Unless he doesn’t enjoy the scratches.

—And you? Did you aim at the lace and watch it trickle down?

I had you tied up (thinking ahead…though your wrists were behind your back), working your mouth, laced breasts jutting forward from having your wrists bound. Then when I was ready, I stroked the last few moments, freeing your mouth. I wanted you to word-fuck me to the end.

Then I aimed.

A hot beautiful messy sight.

—You were always much better at this than I.

Love making you wet

(presumptive)

—(right)

hungry

—yes

ready to devour you

—trembling

are you ready to be put to work?

—no

no? wet and trembling sounds ready to me

—still need something

Tell me. What do you need?

—something to nudge me over the edge

—a hand in just the right place, a tongue on just the right spot

a firm handprint on your lovely skin

—perhaps

—just enough pressure

just enough to motivate

an encouraging spank

not being punished.

(yet)

—Fuck. Has it been 10 years since we’ve seen each other?

more, perhaps

a long interval

—I’m astounded you can still do this to me.

Amazing how fast to rekindle, yes.

—primeval

I’ve never stopped wanting you.

I always thought we were sexual equals.

—I like that.

We are a twisted pair.

—twisted?

In the best way – woven together in some primal way. We match.

Tell me you want me.

—So much. You?

I want to feel your hair in my hands as I take you from behind.

I want to unleash you, drive you mad. Fuck you until you lose your words, all your self-restraint.

—Fuck. So primal. I still remember the way you smell, you know. I didn’t think I did, but in this moment, it is all around me.

It’s what you need to nudge you over the edge.

Now get on your knees.

Open your mouth.

—oh

Thrust your tongue out so I can fuck your mouth deeper.

—yes…

further

—you’re bigger than I remember

I can feel the tip of your tongue on my balls each time I bury my cock in your face.

—you curve

—where are my hands?

rubbing your wet pussy

your moans transmit along the shaft of my cock

—vibrating

‘come for me while I use your pretty mouth’

I tighten my grip on your hair to raise the tension.

Raise the stakes. Nudge you over the edge.

—teeth on your cock

I like it

now come.

—teeth and mouth off your cock, my face just pressed against you while I writhe

I press your face against me, clutching you, almost smothering you, your hot wet breathing burning into me.

—I moan. You tell me…

‘Come for me. Show me how hard you can come.’

—My teeth are clenched and I hiss

—My hands can’t keep up any more. I press myself against your leg, I rub

fucking yourself with my leg like a bitch in heat

your pussy so scorching hot and slippery wet against me

just when you can’t take any more i turn you around, hard, and slide my spit-covered cock inside your pussy. one hand never leaving your neck.

your fuck-me heels have you at the perfect height. your pussy right where i want it.

so wet i can feel you dripping down your thighs, onto my legs

making the most delicious wet sounds echoing off the hotel walls.

—Someone pounds on the wall.

‘Tell them to fuck off. Loudly.’

SLAP on your ass. ‘SAY IT.’

— ‘Fuck off. We’re busy.’

yes, you are

I want to look at you

‘ Go sit on the chair. Spread for me.’

—good, I can’t support my weight any more, knees giving out

—I’m shaved

—you like that

I do. I like the thought of you preparing yourself to get fucked.

gift-wrapping yourself for me

giving yourself to me utterly

—utterly

I take a long moment to admire and appreciate your gift of yourself.

I sit on the edge of the bed and drink in the sight of you. I stroke my curved cock. Is it as you remember it?

—yes

—I want to straddle it, will you let me

Play with yourself a bit longer. I’ve missed you.

I want to record this movie into my memory.

—but i want to be touching you

and i want to drive you even more mad

—…it’s working…

now come take this cock inside your pretty pussy

the view of your luscious breasts over me

—I sit on your thighs

—rest my head on your shoulder

—bite

mmmmmmM

—bite harder

—I slide over your cock, now that I’m sitting on you, it’s my turn to tease

bitch

—your hands on my ass

—not gentle

—you say…

‘Show me how you like to ride a cock.’

‘ Fuck me. Show me how hard you can take it.’

I’m gripping your ass hard enough to mark you.

—I bite you again

—lower

oh you biting little tease

SLAP on your ass

you’re so going to get it for that.

—I let you in…

—just for a moment

—One stroke, two…I slide off

Get that pussy back here.

I grip your ass HARD

right now

you are fucking tight.

—reality obtrudes: I’ve had four babies, my lover. I don’t know about that.

You are truly erotic. beats merely tight any day

—my lover

—delicious

My lover. I like the sound of that. You wouldn’t say that to me for a long time…

Now I grab your legs. The sight of them on either side of my neck as I put them over my shoulders my cock reaching so fucking deep inside you, fuck yes…

your heels pointed straight to the hotel room above

—jeezus fucking christ

your clit pounded by the hard bone above my even harder cock

—you push every button

—i scream

you scream so loudly i shove your pretty lace panties in your mouth

—you will never be able to stay at this hotel again

you will never be able to wear that lace lingerie again