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Lock Me Down…

Published April 21, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was starting to hate Lockdown. Isolation in an isolated place. A farm in the middle of nowhere in Wales. How does one cope? Okay, I have lots of land to walk over, and Spring is in the air. I loved the outdoor and my garden my animals and wish I could race away into the distance except there’s an invisible wall I can’t get through, around or over.
Isolation sucks. May as well be in a straight jacket sitting in a white room. Now there is an idea. Tied and …BDSM. Could be great fun. Or should I tie my man up instead? A dream fantasy with my beautiful studly cats. God, they make perfect men and lovers in my dreams.

I call my cats and hurry into my bedroom. Laying on my bed, I close my eyes, letting my mind wander.
“Shift for me, darlings,” I whisper.
The bed dips either side of me, I smile dreamily, sinking into my fantasy.

Hands cup my pert breasts, massaging them gently, while another pair of hands remove my jeans and shoes. I shudder as his hands slide up my legs. Slowly I opened my eyes. Mace leant over kissing me while Pieter nuzzled my pussy with his nose, inhaling my scent, making me wetter.
“What’s your desire, Chloe?”
“Tie me down, fuck me hard, make me scream.”
With each of my words, Mace’s eyes widened, Pieter stilled a moment and ripped off my thong, his tongue lashing my pussy lips from back to front. He placed a kiss on my mound, crawling up my body and straddling my hips. Mace fell off the bed, making me giggle.
“Bound. How about a blindfold too?”
Mace got off the floor, glaring at Pieter. He moved to my closet, removing my silk scarves.
“How about binding her breasts and…
My pussy clenched at the thought, Pieter grinned at Mace. “She likes that idea.”
“Hell yeah.”
“Quiet or we’ll gag you,” he replied, brushing his mouth over my lips. “I like captive.”
My eyes trailed over his lush body, settling on his large throbbing dick which was trying to push out of his jeans.
Mace dropped the scarves on the bed and stripped off his clothing, his dick springing out, long and hard. Pieter stood over me, lifting his t-shirt over his head, releasing his dick, he left his jeans on. I clenched again, getting wetter.
“How are we going to tie her down?” said Mace.
“Tie her up and spread.” his eyes moved to an old hook in the ceiling that used to hang an oil lamp in years gone by.
“I want to fuck her now,” Mace muttered.
“Please,” I whispered.
“You fuck, I’ll restrain her ankles.”
They swapped placed. Mace knelt between my legs, lifting them to his shoulders and lining his large dick up with my pussy. I pushed closer and got smacked for my pains. Mace stroked his shaft through my wet pussy lips, pressing the engorged head on my clit. My hips jerked, and his shaft slammed to my core, making me wail as I stretched around his throbbing length. My muscles held on tight. He stilled, watching me.
I felt Pieter take my left ankle in his large warm hands gently tying the red silk scarf around my ankle. The purple one was already around my right ankle. Mace thrust again making me mewl. My eyes half open, watched Pieter wind the scarves around the foot of the bed rail, lifting me higher and closer to Mace, sending Mace’s dick deeper. I gasped, my back arching in delight of the sensations. Pieter tied the two ends together, moving to the middle of the bed he hooked them up above us.
“You do her arms. I want to…” he smirked, stroking his own hard shaft. “get inside her delicious body.”
“Damn,” Mace muttered, withdrawing and moving to pick up several other silk scarves. Soon he had my wrists tied to the bed head and was trailing another scarf down my stomach while Pieter began to tease me with his dick.
Mace tied a scarf around my middle and attached three more. Two he pulled between my legs either side of Pieter’s dick, between my butt crack and through the back of the main scarf. The third one move between my breasts and around my neck like a collar.
“Harder, Pieter,” I muttered.
He picked up the pace. I closed my eyes, my body climbing up to climax when I hissed in pain. Opening my eyes, I saw narrow belts with buckles fastened around my breasts, making them stick up higher. My nipples hard and aching. Pieter pulled away, making my climax disappear. 
My fantasy men were standing either side of my bed. Each with a piece of fine silk in their hands. They threading it through my nipple rings, stretching them taut. Heat flooded my pussy as they lifted the opposite end over the hook on the ceiling.
“You looked amazing,” said Mace.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, my breath hissing out at the stretch on my nipples.
“With great pleasure.,” grinned Mace. 
Pieter lifted me up, sliding under my back and lowering me down, making me whimper as my nipples stretched with the movement. His dick popped out between my legs rubbing through my wet pussy lips. I squirmed each time his shaft moved across my clit. Mace sat back between my legs, his hand curling around Pieter’s shaft lining it up with my sheath, Pieter’s dick slipped inside. Mace caught me legs pulling me down. I squealed as my nipples stretched one way and my sheath stretched wide impaled on Pieter’s massive dick. He filled me, sliding past my tight muscles, throbbing. He hissed down my ear.
“So fucking good,” he moaned.
Pieter began to thrust back and forth while I gasped in pleasurable pain with the stretch and relax of my nipples as he rocked back and forth. I closed my eyes with a moan, only opening them when I felt Mace’s thumb pressing on my clit.
“Going to stretch you wider, Chloe,” he stroked his dick, sliding it along Pieter’s until it hit my entrance until his engorged weeping head opened my sheath further.
“Shit, Mace,” I hands grappled with the sheets, fisting them as the continued thrusting together. Mace’s dick entered me. My muscles stretched to their limit, making me whimper. “P-please…”
“What do you want, Chloe?”
“All of …” I squealed, “you,” I wailed as his shaft slammed to my core with Pieter’s. Fuck I was so damn full of dick. 
“You feel amazing,” Mace leant over me, kissing up my stomach, leaving my breasts before leaning between the silk scarves and kissing me deeply.
“Love having your dick against mine, Mace,” smirked Pieter. 
Mace moved to the side and kissed Pieter. They began to thrust hard and fast, hitting my core. Mace’s hands slid up my arms to my wrists, his kisses moved back to my body while Pieter whispered dirty words in my ear.
Sitting back up, they fucked me hard, taking me higher. Mace pressed on my clit again in small circles. I gasped, trying to wriggle when Mace withdrew, holding the root of his dick. He grabbed the lube and a couple of condoms slipping one over his dick, he spread lube over my ass and eased through my sphincter, making me wail. He slammed hard, his eyes closed.
“Fuck Mace,” muttered Pieter, who was still fucking my sheath.
“I’ll fuck you shortly. Time to make her cum hard.” He pinched my clit, and I screamed my body shaking as my climaxed exploded.
“I need to cum…” panted Pieter.
“Hold on,” muttered Mace.
I felt him pull out of me, heard a rip of a foil package. A butt plug pushed in and began to vibrate. Pieter groaned.
“Hurry.” he tugged my ear as if to stop his orgasm then yelled. His body and dick slammed inside me.
“Fuck me hard, Mace,” he growled.
“Christ,” I screamed going over again as Mace pounded Pieter’s ass hard and fast until they both pressed deep and roared their release.
“Fuck,” Mace jerked against us both was he unloaded. He grabbed my legs pulled me to the root of Pieter’s dick as he groaned and I milked him of his seed, sucking it deep in my core, panting and moaning. My fists released the sheets, my body relaxing into bonelessness with Pieter murmuring beneath Mace and me collapsing.
“Damn. That was amazing.” I sighed.

“What was amazing?” said Dafydd from the door jamb of my bedroom.
I blinked my eyes open with a slow smile. “My dream,” I murmured, stroking the heads of my two favourite cats curled up beside me.
“I can be amazing too if you want,” he shrugged out of his t-shirt, sitting on the edge of our bed, flexing his arm muscles.
“You stink of horse. Go have a shower,” I laughed. 
“Shower with me, Chloe?”
“I suppose I could. There again,” I squealed when he rolled on top of me, his fingers tickling my side. I squirmed trying to get away, the cats jumped to the floor in disgust. Dafydd kissed me, nipping my ear and neck.
“Now you smell of horse too,” he smirked.
“You idiot.”
“Strip babe,” he got off the bed undoing his jeans, “come join me,” his eyes twinkled as he shoved his jeans and boxers down, hopping on one leg to remove his boots. “He wants you, my sweet.” Turning away, he moved into the master bathroom. 
I heard the shower release water, steam creeping into the bedroom. Jumping off the bed, I hurried out of my clothes, sneaking into the bathroom and into the shower, my cold hands moving around his waist, my pussy pressed against his gorgeous, pert butt.
“Damn you’re cold,” he muttered, turning us around until the hot water fell over my body. I put my head back letting the water wash over my face, smiling as I felt his hands cup and massage my breasts.
“Feels so good, Dafydd,” I sighed as his thumbs flicked over my nipples.
“Love your boobs,” he murmured, kissing around them before tugged with his teeth. My back arched, pushing my breasts into his mouth.
“I want your dick,” my hands cupped his balls, my fingers trailing up to his shaft, curling around his pulsating length. “I want him inside,” I stroked my fingers up and down.
“My pleasure,” he twirled me around, my hands landed on the glass wall. His hands spread my butt cheeks. I could feel his dick thrusting between my legs, the engorged head stroking over my clit. I tilted my hips
“In me now,” I demanded.
“Fuck,” he muttered lining his dick up he thrust to my core. I moaned, my eyes opening to find Mace and Pieter sitting there staring at us through the shower door. 
“Hard, Dafydd,” I hissed, watching the cats watch us.
“Hell yeah,” he held my hips tight, slamming to my core, his dick widening my sheath to accommodate him, squeezing him, holding him. God, he felt amazing. 
“Faster,” I pushed back against him, smirking over my shoulder. “Every fucking inch, Dafydd.”
“Damn,” he hissed, pumping quicker and harder, our bodies slapping together. “Tight. Cumming, Chloe,” he rubbed my clit, pinching it at the last moment and I screamed, my body shuddering with release, my muscles clamping around his throbbing dick, milking him of every drop. His hips jerked against me until he’d finished, his arms holding me up as my body relaxed.
“That was so damn good,” I leant into his chest, nibbling his nipples.
“Do you know your cats are staring at us?”
“Pervs aren’t they,” I giggled.
“A bit unnerving. You think they’re jealous?”
“Nope. Curious, more like.”
He began to wash my hair and body, patting my butt, I left him to his shower. Drying off and wrapping a towel around me, the cats followed me back to the bedroom, jumping up on the bed beside me.
“You two darlings need to behave. We can’t have Dafydd work out your charms,” I whispered, scratching between their ears.
“You belong to us,” hissed Mace.
“I belong to me,” I retorted.
“We love you,” purred Pieter.
“As I do you, my darlings. Now get gone. Keep an eye on the house.”
They thumped to the floor as they jumped off the bed, I shut the door behind them, removing my towel and sliding into bed looking forward to having Dafydd wrapping his arms around me. The sheet moved as he slid in beside me spooning my body against his.

Sexy in Lockdown

Published April 15, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was bored. My man was either working or sleeping. No time to keep me company let alone time for sex. I needed to ramp up my sex life, entice my man back into my arms. It was a matter of how to do this, though.

A few months ago he’d bought me a new vibrator. It felt delicious when I used it, though I’m sure it would be more fun with my darling. Here I am sitting in my chair, my thong pushed to one side, pussy lips spread open and my new vibrator circling my clit then down back to my sheath, slipping the bulbous head inside and dragging it back to my clit. It felt so damn good. To make it better, I needed a medium butt plug in my ass.
Standing up, Pieter yelped as he landed on the floor. He’s one heavy cat, he glared at me and curled up beside Mace in front of the fire. Entering my bedroom, I opened my toy drawer, selecting a butt plug which I could attach to my chair. Grabbing the lube, I returned to the lounge and decided to sit on my rocking chair. It was wooden with a solid seat and cushions against the back. 
Placing the suction cup part of the butt plug on the chair towards the back I opened the lube and smothered the butt plug wiping the excess between my ass cheeks and letting a finger slide inside my hole. Damn, it felt good. I thrust back and forth before pulling out and wiping my finger on a wet wipe (I kept a box in the drawer of my coffee table). Taking the plug I attached it to the chair, licking my lips in anticipation. I slid my thong off, and pushed my dress up to my waist, turning my back I slowly moved backwards, waiting for the plug to connect with my ass. Sliding along it for a moment. I spread my cheeks with my hands making sure my hole was lined up and pushed down with a groan, the round head moved through my tight sphincter and along my passage until I was sitting fully on my chair. My muscles twitched around it as I began to rock.
Looking up through my eyelashes, I saw Mace and Pieter stare at me.
“Feel’s so good boys. I wish you were human and not cats,” I murmured and closed my eyes for a moment while I lifted my body up and down the plug. My pussy clenched. I knew I was wet.
Taking hold of my vibrator, I switched it on pressing it deep into my pussy, twisting and turning it, sliding it back and forth before pressing it hard against my swollen clit.
“Yes,” I whispered, moving my hand back and forth, harder and faster, pushing the vibrator head inside my sheath. I bit my lip feeling my pussy clench, my needs growing. “God, I need a dick,” I muttered.
“Chloe?” The door slammed shut. My hand stilled. I’d not shown him this side of me before. “Where are you?”
“In the lounge.” He boots hit the floor and then silence. I slowly looked up and over my shoulder to find him leaning against the doorjamb watching me.
“W-what are you…” he licked his lips. “I’m going to take a quick shower,” and disappeared, making me smirk. Perhaps I’d get some this afternoon.
I continued to masturbate, rocking and thrusting my vibrator inside me. Moments later, I squealed, my thighs quaking my orgasm exploding as my muscles clenched both toys. My orgasm rolled over into another one. I was cresting on my third when my partner appeared in front of my stroking his dick. I stared at it, my eyes travelling up his toned body, my breathing coming out in gasps. He lifted my legs from the carpet, kneeling down and moving my vibrator, pushing it on my clit while he slammed to my core.
That was it. I screamed, going over the edge, my eyes going blind.
“Fuck, I didn’t realise you had a butt plug inside baby,” he withdrew and slammed back inside me again with a loud moan and intensifying my orgasm.
“Harder,” I wailed.
He picked me up off the chair, lying me on the floor, the cats scattered to one side and glared at us as Dafydd continued to thrust deep and hard. My muscles clenched and relaxed with each thrust. I pushed against him, my legs wrapping around his waist, our bodies slapping together until he groaned, releasing his cum at my core. I wailed, holding him tight when he pulled out, lifting my hips higher before gently pressing into my ass, making me hiss as I stretched around his still throbbing shaft.
“Fuck it, Chloe.” He moved deeper when I tucked my legs behind him, thrusting against his body with a squeal as he filled me. “Tight,” he moaned. “I need your tits.”
I lifted my shoulders tugging my dress off, opening the front fasten, letting him devour them, tugging my nipple rings until I was wailing with pleasure. I felt something enter my sheath and shuddered, biting my lip when the vibrations started.
“Oh…shit,” I whimpered.
“This is what I bought this for, Chloe. I love watching you fall apart in my arms.” He started to move in earnest, his hips moving like pistons, our bodies touching, sweating.
“Please Dafydd,” I muttered.
“What do you want, Chloe.”
“You. Hard. Fast,” I replied.
He rolled me to my stomach, lifting my hips and pounded my ass, turning the vibrator higher and faster until we both exploded together and collapsed on the thick rug.
“Damn. That was amazing,” he kissed down my spine as he withdrew his dick, letting me relax in front of the fire.
I must have nodded off. The next thing I knew was a warm damp cloth between my legs, cleaning me up. The vibrator was gone, and I was too relaxed to move. Dafydd scooped me up into his arms carrying me to our bed where he dumped me in the middle, with a huge grin.
“You going to screw me again, Dafydd?”
“You’re a bit of a shock to my system. I’d not realised you enjoyed toys so much. What else do you have?”
“A few things here and there,” I rolled to my stomach pulling up my knees and wiggling my ass. “I wouldn’t mind you…ouch,” I squealed in shock as he slapped my ass. One cheek at a time, I arched my back rising my ass into each smack with a whimper of pleasure. My pussy was throbbing and wet. “Dafydd,” I gasped. “Please…”
He knelt behind me, dragging his fingers through my pussy lips from clit to ass, over and over. Hearing a moan, I looked over my shoulder to find him sucking 
my juices off his fingers. Goddamn, it was hot to watch.
“I need your dick inside me.”
“Toys, Chloe.”
“Top drawer on the left. Didn’t think you liked toys,” I muttered as he thrust two of his thick, calloused fingers inside my sheath rubbing against my g-spot, making my hips jerk. He continued to finger fuck me. I heard the drawer open, and a gasp of shock made me smirk and push back on his fingers. “You like my little collection, Dafydd?”
“Holy hell,” our eyes connected, I smirked, until he pulled out my biggest dildo. Girthy was just that. Long and thick and looked like most dicks with a head and veins down its length. It was my favourite toy.
“Fuck, Chloe,” he took out ‘Girthy’ “I presume you have fun with this?”
“Hell yes. Girthy is fun to use though needs a hell of a lot of prep.”
He removed his fingers, rolling to my side, Girthy in his hands. “I’m not enough for you?”
“You’ve always been enough for me. Toys are only here to enhance the experience or for when you’re away, and I need release.”
“You ever done double penetration?”
“Yes,” I murmured with a blush. “You caught me earlier…”
“I meant either in the same hole or with two dicks.”
“Only in my dreams. You’re enough for me, Dafydd.”
“Tell me about your dreams, Chloe.”
“Share one of your fantasies with me, Dafydd,” I smiled, turning to my side and letting my fingers trail over his chest until they curled around his dick.
“I’d like to see ‘Girthy’ at work,” he bit his lip. “What are you willing to do?”
“Tell me, and I’ll let you know,” I smirked.
“Do you think…” he brushed his fingers through his black hair, “do you think you could take Girthy and me together. In your vagina?”
My eyes widened. “I’ve no idea… “I don’t mind…fuck, let’s see what happens.”
His dick was thick and steadily growing to my ministrations, leaking pre-cum. He reached into the drawer above my head and came back with lube. Squirting it on ‘Girthy’, he straddled me, his dick tapping my mouth, his mouth eating my pussy. I opened wide, taking his dick while spreading my legs, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter with his administrations.
“Dafydd,” I groaned, pulling off his dick.
“Wrap your lips around me, sweetheart.”
“I want to watch.”
“Later.”
I felt his fingers open my pussy lips. I opened my mouth, letting his dick sink to the back of my mouth and sucked hard, licking his shaft. My back arched when I felt ‘Girthy’ at my entrance. My sheath slowly opened as ‘Girthy’ slid inside, making me moan around his dick. He pushed his dick and the dildo deeper.
“Hummm,” I moaned.
“Fuck. This is such a turn on.” I grabbed his balls, massaging them, he groaned, pushing his dick down my throat, making me choke. “Sorry.” He withdrew, moving off my body and down between my legs. I sat up slightly watching him slide the first two inches of ‘Girthy’ in and out of my body.
“More,” I moaned, raising my hips. “All of it,” My muscles clenched around the dildo as he thrust it deep. “God, feels so damn good, babe.”
“Better than my dick?”
“Hell no. I love your dick. Gorgeous, throbbing and… Holy shit…” I squealed, lying back, lifting my hips. “Not. Sure. You’ll…Shit, Dafydd…” I gasped.
Girthy was only about an inch inside me. Dafydd’s dick was pushing inside on top of Girthy. Slow, gentle thrusts as my fists clenched the cotton sheets. “Lube,” I yelled.
He pulled out. I felt the cold lube spread over my pussy lips and sheath, some must have landed on ‘Girthy’ as it slipped deeper.  I sat up again, watching him spread the rest over his dick.
“Relax and take a deep breath, Chloe.”
His hand was holding the head of the dildo inside my sheath. His leaking dick pushing along the side of the dildo stretching my sheath wider. I winced, my muscles spasmed as they stretched wider than ever. His engorged head was in. We were both panting.
“Fuck. I’m not sure…I gasped as he moved deeper, pushing the dildo at the same time.
“Fucking tight like this,” he moaned.
I gripped his head, staring into his eyes as he continued penetrating me. He knew I’d stop him if it got too much. Damn my muscles ached with the extra stretch. I lay down, yanking a pillow under my hips. He nearly slid out. I tightened my muscles, tilted my hips, making it easier.
“Move,” I hissed as he pushed deeper.
“God, I wish this was another dick,” he muttered. My eyes widened in shock. I bit my lip my mind moving to the thought of a threesome. He pulled me out of my fantasy as he thrust the rest of the way. Dafydd and ‘Girthy’ were buried to my core. I felt him pulse inside me and groaned.
“You need to move.”
He looked up into my face, leaning forward, pressing deeper and kissed me hard.
“I love you so much, Chloe.” Withdrawing his dick, he slammed home his dick rubbing over the dildo and my g-spot. Hard and deep, until he threw the dildo over his shoulder and plundered my body with strong deep thrusts, lifting my legs to his shoulders, pulling my ass closer to his pounding dick. Pressing deep, he pinched my clit, and we went over the edge, and down into chaos as I tightened around his shaft, sucking his cum until he was empty.
His body dropped over me, we rolled to our sides, panting and grinning at each other.
“That was amazing,” I kissed him softly. “I agree with you about using another dick instead of a dildo. You happen to know where we can find one while we’re in lockdown,” I laughed.
“Shit. You heard me.”
“Fantasies and experiments…Could be fun.”
“Hope this damn lockdown don’t last too long then.”
“Leaves plenty of time to play, Dafydd. And I love to play,” I giggled as Mace and Pieter jumped onto my bed, purring.

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