A kinky little fanasty

A little fantasy I indulged in today

I began to squirm as another fart escaped my clenched behind. It was almost time. I would not be able to hold it much longer. I whimpered as a hand caressed my twitching behind. I looked up, my pleading eyes locking on my green eyed beauty as I squirmed in his lap. He smiled down at me. “Tell me what you want.” he commanded.

I blushed and squirmed again. I couldn’t tell him, but I could not hold it either. Another fart escaped and I cried out as my sphincter started to twitch. God, I had to go so bad. My eyes began to fill with tears as I lifted myself slightly in order to put my hands underneath me. However, two powerful hands locked onto my wrist and pulled them away. I whimpered. “Please.”

“Tell me what you want.” He repeated.

<font size=”3″>Turning scarlet, I looked up into his eyes. “I got to go potty.” I whispered.

He smiled down at me, one hand coming up to rub my back in a soothing manner. “My poor little sub, you cant go potty in your big panties.” he stated.

“But I got to go.” I protested. As if to punctuate my point, another fart, louder this time, rippled through my panties and into his lap causing him to close his eyes and moan minutely. I smirked and gridded my bottom into his lap, pleased to have broken through his mask. However, I instantly regretted it for he saw the smirk and frowned. “Such insolence. Well if your going to be like that, then it looks like you don’t have to go bad enough. Now be still.” He commanded.

I groaned. Now I did it. I could feel the grumbling in my stomach getting louder and knew I had to convince him quickly. Putting on my most crestfallen look, I snuggled back against him, tugging gently on the bottom of his shirt. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I just.. . . I really have to go.” I whimpered once again. Looking up at him through my eyelashes, I pouted my lips. “Please.”

He stared at me for a moment considering, before lifting me up and turning me so we sat chest to chest, his groin pressed against my belly. Leaning down, he brought our foreheads together, his breath playing its way across my lips. “Are you really sorry?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied instantly, leaning forward till there was mere centimeters separating our lips. I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.

“And would you be willing to make it up to me?” He whispered, his hands dancing across my chest between us.

I moaned. “Yes.” I replied. Come on, kiss me, touch me, do something. I willed.

“Then let it go.” He whispered, his fingers ghosting over the tip of my nipple.

I was torn. I wanted to go so badly that my body had began to tremble, but I didn’t want to go here. Not sitting on his lap. But I wanted so bad to please him. Please him so he would touch me. I sobbed, unable to decide. But I didn’t have to, because at that moment my body decided for me. As I squirmed, I could feel the little star of my sphincter twitch twice and then start to dilate. I cried out, my hands again instantly flying backwards in an effort to keep it all inside me. It was coming out. I could feel the first one pushing its tip out from within me.“No.” I whispered.

His hands blocked mine yet again as I felt his index finger press itself in between the mound of my cheeks to touch the little nub that my body was attempting to hold in place. “That’s good. Come on let it go.” He commanded gently his other index finger and thumb tightening on my nipple and giving it a playful tug. I moaned as a spike of pleasure went through me. “Do it for me.” he whispered into my ear, nipping the lobe playfully.

I couldn’t do it anymore. I relaxed and instantly felt the hot matter begin to slide out of me. Beneath me, my prince moaned in appreciation. “That’s it. That’s my sweet sub.” He cooed, his hands continuing to stroke my chest. I moaned in return. I couldn’t help it. It was so wrong but it felt so good. And it made him so happy.

Another fart punctured the air as the first log slid into my panties and a second one begin to follow. My prince’s breath began to come out in shallow pants as he gave the contents of my panties an exploratory squeeze. He must of liked what he felt because he threw his head back and groan. I could feel his member starting to swell against me, throbbing within the confines of his jeans. He wanted me. He wanted me so bad. I had done so well. I moaned again and bared down, knowing this is what he would want. I was instantly rewarded with another moan and his lips finally sealing against mine. I gasped as his tongue danced across mine in sweet agony. “More.” He whispered, his hands wondering down our chest to stroke my most intimate of places. I almost screamed in ecstasy as the pleasure of the messing and my prince’s touch threw me into the first orgasm. I shivered as wave after wave of pleasure caused the remaining contents of my bowels to spill forth uncontrollably.

When I returned to my senses, I was aware that I had stopped, my panties filled to the brim with my mess. A stab of fear went through me. I had had an accident in my big panties. I would have to be punished. I looked up at my prince and saw him smile. “ Poor baby,” he cooed before promptly picking me up and throwing me over his lap. For a moment, he just let me lay there. My mess filled panties hanging in the air, my groin pressed firmly against his still throbbing groin. Then the first smack came and I cried out in pleasure. The slap was quickly followed by a second and a third, until I was squirming, my lust returning with frightening speed.

Thats when I felt it. The little tickle in my bladder. I knew I should hold it.

Thats what good little subs did. But I wasn’t being a good little sub today. I had made a big mess, a mess my prince made me do. And now he was spanking me for it. He was being naughty. He needed punished. Silently, I smiled as I focused and let go. The startled gasp he made when the first squirt of amber liquid cascaded onto his erection was almost enough to make me orgasm again. But my aching bladder was more demanding then my lustful need and continued releasing a torrent of warm liquid into his lap. He moaned deeply his hips arching instinctively into mine as his hand once again hit my backside harder and faster this time, causing me to yelp. Another slap and I arched.


Unable to help myself, I started to grind myself into him with each slap, my orgasm building. Spank, grind, spank, moan. It had become a race to the finish. I knew he wanted me to come first, but I was not going to let him have his way so easily. Spank, moan, spank, whimper, caress. Finally I could not help myself. I orgasmed, screaming, my whole body shaking with the force of my release. He followed me seconds later, his voice mingling with mine as he fell over the precipice as well. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Him lying limp limbed in the chair, my sprawled over on his lap. Then he gently lifted me into his arms and pausing to give me a chase kiss, carried me into the bathroom so we could get cleaned up.

****Had a sexy little fantasy after reading a certain novel (cant mention its name). Figured you guys might be interested in sharing in the fun. Hope you enjoyed it.

Forbiden lotus *****

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  1. god i dont believe this its so real that is exactly how i got started with drongo being very dominent with me and made me squirm with pain and pleasure until i could not hold it any more and filled my silk full cut panties with a big mess and after the mild spanking with his paddle made me pee all over his lap , hmmms brings back memories loved it. hugs mel xxx

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