reesetheram posts

I couldn’t wait for her to unbutton my outfit ✨

2023-07-25 20:11:42 +0000 UTC View Post

Lifting up my dress for you xoxo

Lifting up my dress for you xoxo

2023-07-24 07:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post

Can we go slow today? I want to be in every moment and savor..

Can we go slow today? I want to be in every moment and savor every feeling 🖤

2023-07-21 07:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post

Let's get serious now, unzip your pants already

Let's get serious now, unzip your pants already

2023-07-18 07:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post

Let me feel you 🙏🏻

Let me feel you 🙏🏻

2023-07-11 07:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post

Should I tie back my hair, so it's not in the way of my mout..

Should I tie back my hair, so it's not in the way of my mouth?

2023-07-09 07:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post

Whats the first thing you noticed? My fishnets, black thong ..

Whats the first thing you noticed? My fishnets, black thong or my long legs?

2023-07-04 07:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post

Do you like my outfit?

Do you like my outfit?

2023-07-03 07:00:20 +0000 UTC View Post

Kinky Chronicles - July Edition In the privacy of a softly ..

Kinky Chronicles - July Edition

In the privacy of a softly lit room Reese laid sprawled on a plush bed, her fishnet clad legs dangling over the edge. A sudden sound caught her attention, turning her gaze towards the entrance.

In walked a man donning business attire - dark slacks, polished dress shoes, and a crisply ironed button-up shirt. His arrival took Reese by surprise, her heart thumped in her chest at the sight of him so heavily that only her snugly fit corset could contain the butterflies fluttering inside of her.

Doing all she could to shake off her surprise, Reese sat up, her eyes locked with his. “You’re back early,” she said seemingly unsure if it was a question or a statement. He paused in place, squaring his body as he faced her.

“Well, knowing who was waiting for me was distracting me from the work I was trying to do. My mind kept racing back to last night. My senses were still smelling your hair and tasting your sweat. My thoughts couldn’t be present with my body, so I realized that I needed to correct this.”

“You could have meditated- quieted your mind,” she responded with a cheeky smile.

“There’s no room for quiet when it comes to you,” he chuckled back before dropping his tone, “but if you’re going to start getting smart with me, then maybe there’s more that I need to correct.”

With that prompt he strode toward her, unbuckling his belt in the process. Her pussy clenched tight in anticipation. She knew what was coming, but her ass was still sore from the night before. She needed to be a good girl, just for a little bit.

As soon as he got close, she leaned forward and placed her hands on his. “Wait,” she pleaded, “I’m sorry. Let me show you I know the right way to welcome you.”

He gave her a stern look, then took a moment to visually feast on her attire. She was wearing black lingerie, and a chain link collar that had been adorned on her from the night before. She wasn’t allowed to take it off yet. This was time that they had negotiated- she was his for the rest of the day. He gave her a commanding nod of approval. She began by slowly removing her bra and then tossed it just over his shoulder, unable to help her still playful spirit. He held his ground.

She continued her enticing show, slipping off her panties while turning around, offering him a tempting view of her backside. His gaze never wavered, watching her every move with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. An electric tension hung in the air as the room filled with anticipation.

Then he took a seat next to her on the bed, still fully clothed. His lips traced a burning path from her heart-shaped rear up her spine, awakening a chorus of sensations in her. He kissed her finally, gently on the nape of her neck. He moved his hand with fingers spread wide, running through her hair, and stopping at the top of her head. It pushed down with steady force until her face pressed into the soft bed.

His hand relaxed, lightly resting on the back of her head as a show of adoring dominance. His other hand landed soundly on her bottom and a spank echoed in the room. Reese's legs were bent at the knee, feet playfully up in the air. Their secret exchange of dominance and submission, wrapped in a veneer of a service arrangement, had begun, punctuated by a playful dance that left them both yearning for more.