I had just sent Mike on his way. Even though my pussy was still filled with his cum, I was feeling a bit empty. Rather than deal with that, I had a glass of wine and sent a text to Peter.
“My pussy is a mess, come help me.
”Peter was a sub I liked to play with once in a while. This time it had been a while so I was not sure if he would be up for it. Fortunately, he only lived a couple miles away and judging by his terse response, he was free and would be right over.
“Yum.”
By the time he knocked on my door 15 minutes later, the gusset of my cotton, Calvin Klein panties was soaked. I opened the door wearing nothing else and his eyes went from my eyes, to my tits, to my wet spot.
“Where do you want me?” he asked. I put my hand out, he grabbed it and I pulled him towards my bedroom flinging the front door closed behind us.
When we got to the foot of my bed, I pulled the soaked panties down, stepping out of them and wiped the inside on my left breast, giving it a light glaze while staring directly into his eyes. He looked like he might explode right then. I tossed the panties aside and he practically tried to take my whole 34c tit into his mouth, licking and sucking like he was famished.
He was being slightly aggressive, my nipple ring being tugged almost painfully inside his mouth. I decided I had allowed enough of that and pulled his head back with a clump of his hair in my fist. He apologized without further prompting.
I laid down on the bed, spread my legs and commanded Peter to “Clean me. More gently this time.”
“Yes ma’am. Should I undress first?”
“Not yet.”
He dove between my legs, then remembered to go easy. He began kissing my inner thigh, working his way up to his creamy dessert.
When he arrived at my blonde peach fuzz – I was overdue for a wax – he kissed my labia and licked me with the tip of his tongue before switching to strokes with the breadth of his tongue. He worked his way methodically from left to right, leaving no trace of cum behind. I ran my fingers over and around my breasts, stopping to squeeze them occasionally.
Finally, he licked the cum oozing down from my vagina and drove his tongue inside me repeatedly, lapping up the combined juices and licking my clit until I had a strong orgasm.
I thanked him for his service, noticing his hard cock bulging through his jeans. I told him to jack off on my tits. I didn’t want to have to call someone else to clean my pussy again.
He stood on the floor to remove his jeans and I slid over to that side of the bed. As soon as his cock was out I licked the precum off the head and then took him deep in my mouth, thrusting my head several times to get him going. I released him and caressed my breasts with my my hands and he started stroking his cock with his hand. I stuck my wet tongue out occasionally to lick the bottom of his helmet and taste more delicious precum. I fingered my clit to give him a show and by the time his hot cum ropes fell across my tits it sent me over the cliff of another orgasm.
I cleaned the cum off his cock and then he started cleaning cum off my chest, stopping to kiss me each time he had gathered some on his tongue. It was so hot sharing his cum with him. I wiped some up from the side of my tit with my finger and stuck it in his mouth. He sucked it clean.
I finally felt relaxed. I thanked Peter again and sent him home.
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