All day long she’s been teasing me. We are new lovers, secret, she’s my mistress. No one knows you like a mistress. We were around people who don’t know all day. She wouldn’t stop, leaning over, walking by and sliding the back of her hand against my cock, walking away and pulling up her skirt. All on the sly, when no one was looking.
I’d had enough and left the party early. Walking around for 30 minutes and I still was too turned on. I couldn’t shut it down.
I sent her the following text:
Tell me when you’re back in your room.Unlock your door.Take off your clothes.Kneel on the floor.Clasp your hands behind your back.Wait.
After getting the text I went to the bar and got a tequila on the rocks and sipped it for fifteen minutes before heading to the elevator and hitting the button for her floor.
The door was ajar as I had instructed. I came into the room, walked up and stood in front of her. Looking at her with a simmering anger at what shew knowing put me through today and all she does is smirk at me like she can take whatever I have planned. While I’m staring at her I take off my shirt and toss it to the side. Step out of each shoe. Unbutton and unzip my pants. I pull them down and step out of them. My crotch inches from her face, I run my hand over my boxer briefs getting harder. I take my boxers off.My left hand reaches out to her, strokes her cheek with the back of my hand and my fingers spread and slide to the back side of her head and holds her head firmly. I take my cock in other hand and look at her like her better open her fucking mouth. She does and I guide my cock into her mouth a third of the way. My other hand grips the back of her head. I slowly slide my cock inside her and begin to fuck her face. Deeper. Will she gag? She will gag, just not yet. I’m holding her head in my hands and slowly, firmly, pushing my cock deeper in her mouth. Her eyes flash fear for an instance when it was too much. I pull back.
Then her spirit returns and she looks at me scornfully. Knowing what’s coming. And knowing that whatever I dish out won’t be enough. That she will win. So I go deeper. She gag. I pause. Then before I move she takes the lead and presses her face into my cock. My cock is gone. She’s taken me completely. She’s holding it for as long as she can turning her head back and forth. A few seconds then she pulls back. Her eyes, looking at me now through the tears from gagging, are triumphant. Her back stiffens, she steels herself and waits. I take a firmer hold on her head and drive slow and deep. All the way. And when I’m in I grind against her lips for several seconds then pull out.
I pause and look at her and ask if she wants to stop. She won’t even answer me. She looks straight at my cock and licks her lips but she doesn’t open her mouth. I take one hand and grab her chin and force her mouth open and put my cock back in and deep. I tell her we’ll stop when the last drop of my cum drips down her throat. I’m fucking her mouth and her lips are so soft. When I’m all the way in I tell her to grip my cock with her lips. She can’t grip my cock that firmly with my cock all the way in but as I pull back she continues to tighten. That grip on my cock is going to make m3 cum soon.
As I’m penetrating her mouth my thoughts transcend the play we’re in. I imagine looking down on the scene of us. Who she is and what she does all comes rushing through my thoughts. The playfulness all day, the incredible smile, beautiful hair in the sun and a body I simply can’t stop looking at and want to rip apart and eat. I look at her with awe for what she’s giving of herself to me. I tell her I’m going to come, and I do, really hard. Sixteen hours of getting aroused and let down over and over built up a lot. I start to get a little wobbly and all of a sudden her hands are both gripping the backs of my legs and pushing to balance me and make sure my cock doesn’t slip away from her mouth and now, after she got through the initial come shot, her mouth is running fast and hard up and down my cock sucking every last drop out of me, as if she was starving. She does and hands still on her head I slump slightly over and shiver a couple times. My entire body was tingling as I came. This isn’t something that happened to me when I came until the last few years and it is an entire body buzz.
After a few moments to catch my breath. I reach down and help her to her feet. I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I sit her down and get her water. While she’s drinking I soak a towel with hot water and come back and gently wash her face, neck and chest. I take a dry towel and pad her dry and lay her back on the bed. I’m on my knees and I caress her face and massage her head and stroke her hair. I lean down and kiss her forehead. Looking at her with a crazy closeness. I lean down and get close to her ear and can’t come up with words so I kiss her gently and pull away. For the next fifteen minutes I caress and kiss and massage her arms and legs and belly and face. Nurturing touches. The only way to properly express my gratitude. I slowly glide my hand toward her pussy. I don’t know yet what kind of mood she’s in. I don’t wonder long as she shifts her hips to get her pussy closer to my hand. I gently run my hand up and down her pussy. Stopping to squeeze a little more firmly each time. When she’s squirming enough, I get up and spread her long, gorgeous legs and bury my face in her cunt. It’s her turn now.
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