She sat there in the corner of the couch, legs crossed over my lap, reclined in a pile of pillows. Her bangs dangled over her brow and glasses while she read the second book of the day. She wore my tee, tied at the bottom to show a little tummy, her shorts, the ones that she could never wear out since they were so tight on her ass. I scanned her up and down taking in the sights; a figure to die for, curves that put my calculus class to shame, a tight little chest, and silky smooth skin head to toe. How I craved that skin in my hands, but where to grab of all the choices? Her thighs? Ass? Tits? Neck? I scan up through the options and suddenly meet her gaze.
“Excuse me sir, can I help you?” Her eyebrow is raised and her eyes dart to my lap. She’d clearly noticed I’d worked myself up.
I let out a grounding, low growl before replying, “If you’re offering. Otherwise I’m just admiring the view.” I hesitate for a moment, allowing her space to reply. She shifts her legs closer to my knees, revealing my lap.
“Hmm… a tempting offer and there’s still some time before people get back,” another moment passes before she continues. “Maybe I’ll help you after I finish these last two chapters, but feel free to get started, that looks uncomfortable.”
“I’ve had worse but could definitely use some breathing room,” I quip and adjust my jeans so my shaft aligns with the zipper. She watches for a moment intently as the fabric stretches. I unclasp the button and shift the zipper, only one layer left. She was pretending to read at first but now the book is pressed to her face, her eyes peaking over the top. Appreciating the audience, I grab the waistband of my boxers and pull it down past my balls, clearly showing everything ready for action. I recline, grab hold, and start working my cock.
A few minutes pass, 10, maybe 15. She reads the last few chapters of her book as I work myself closer and closer to the edge. I slow for a moment, not wanting to overdo it. I tug slowly, my tip rhythmically vanishing into my fist. The whole while I scan her curves deciding what I’ll do to her when she’s done reading. Another 5 minutes pass and she closes the book.
“How was it?”
“The book was good, not how I would have written the ending, but still good,” she swings her legs off my lap and stands. She pulls a hair tie from her wrist and steps in front of me, facing away. She knows what she’s doing. Her ass spills out from the bottom of her shorts and shakes a little as she works on tying her hair into a bun. I furiously jerk my dick then with an arching motion, release the tip. Swing my arm up and back down quickly, making a form slap on her right cheek. The way she yelps drives me crazy. I grab her shorts waistband and pull them down over her ass, getting a full view. After kissing both cheeks I lean in and bite the left, not wanting to favor one side over the other.
“Would you be easy back there?” She says, finalizing her bun. She pushes her shorts off further, straddles my legs, and pushes my chest back into the couch. Then she lowers her hips right over mine. I can feel the heat radiating off her slit, just an inch or so away from my dick. I so badly want to shift my hips and pull her warmth down onto me, filling her pussy, but I know the rules and don’t want to ruin her game.
Like clockwork she sits, her lips pressed to the base of my shaft and my tip nestled tightly between her ass. She giggled a bit as my tip swelled from this new stimulation. She let out a satisfied sigh, leaned back propped up on the back of the couch, and began to rock her hips. At first she was just grinding on me but it wasn’t long before she started sliding around. I grab her by the waist and pull her down harder, driving her clit down hard on my cock. She whimpered as she adjusted and put her hands on my knees, her back arched.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed to be inside her. I rolled my hips back to slide my tip to her lips and move my hand to adjust my entry angle but she has other ideas. As soon as I make this move she stands up, turns to face me, and smacks the tip of my dick, making it bounce in defeat. “Not yet, I’m just playing with you now. Maybe later tonight I’ll let you fuck me.” She peels off the rest of her clothes.
“You really think that’s how this dynamic works, huh? Okay, I’ll let you play your game but you’ll learn later.”
“Good boy,” she says it slowly but I can tell it’s mostly an act, she carries the slightest air of shyness that gives her away. Seems like she won’t have to learn after all, but I’ll let her continue. As she says this she drops to her knees in front of me and grabs my dick, another satisfied hum.
I adjust, heaving a content sigh as I recline deeper into the couch. As her hand slides along my shift, I place a hand on her cheek, fingertips on her neck under her ear. She smiles and continues to stroke as she takes my balls into her mouth. A blissful grunt escapes my throat while her tongue bounces my sack and her hand works my pole.
She adjusts again and in one smooth motion, licks my entire length, flicking her tongue off the tip of my cock. I down at her and brush her bangs aside slightly. As I do we lock eyes and she grins. Her mouth falls open and her tongue reaches down to my tip. She let’s a bead of drool roll down the length of my dick, I can feel the warmth rush down my shift, pooling on the edge of her hand. With the added lube she wraps her hand tightly, grabs my balls with her other hand, and starts to tug me off fast and hard.
She tugs just long enough for me to get comfortable with the rhythm but then changes it up and drives her mouth down onto head. I sink deeper and deeper into her throat as she starts to bob her head. Her tongue swirls around my tip, causing it to swell and twitch. She pushes even further and I hear a slight gag before she pulls back and looks me in the eyes. I need more of that gag.
“Alright kitten,” I grab her chin and lean in close so we’re face to face. I can feel the heat of her breath. “You have been a very good girl and I’ve enjoyed your game but now I’m going to show you how the rules really work.” I give her a deep, long kiss then urge her to inch back as I stand. She gives me the space and my cock lays against her face. “Now be a good girl and open up.”
She obeys my command, maintaining eye contact the whole time. Gently, I take her face in my hands, “Very good girl,” I say with a grin. My hands slide from the sides of her face and I weave my fingers through her hair. My gentle caress turns to a vice like grip. “Now show me how much of a good little slut you are and suck my cock like you mean it.” She obeys again, taking my length again. I allow her a moment to suck on her own. After a moment I start to rock my hips and bob her head for, fucking her throat. Her moans and gags drive me crazy. I can feel her drool running down my sack, dripping onto her legs.
I pull her back, gasping for air and work my swollen dick. She recenters and weakly reaches up to by with my balls.
“I want you to look at me, mouth open”
She looks at me, mouth open, tongue out, her eyes and cheeks red. The color of her eyes were always oddly beautiful when they were red. She flutters her eyelids at me and it pushes me over the edge seeing her like this. I shoot rope after rope on her, the first arches up her face, some on her forehead, her cheek, and a little in her mouth. The second entirely shoots into her mouth. The third, fourth, and final spurt land on her body, running from her tits to her lap. Spent, I collapse to the couch.
I look down to see her, still knelt in front of me, eyes locked, cum dripping off her tongue. I smile and lean forward. Closing her mouth with a touch to the chin.
“That was a very good job kitten, now let’s go get you cleaned up. I’ve got more for you in the shower.”
I lean in and give her another long and deep kiss.
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