2nd post, hope you enjoy
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you come in from your workshop, boots, vest, remnants of sawdust are scattered here and there. your hair is tousled and askew. you’re breathing just a bit faster, too. seems like you’ve had a good day and made progress on your project
i happen to be in the kitchen when you walk in. i watch as you remove your boots, hang your vest, smooth your hair. “Good day i see! can i get you anything?”
“Yes, I’d love a lemon drop. bring it to me upstairs.” you head off down the hall and up the stairs. i hear the bedroom door close.
i grab the mixers, and make you a drink. i hurry up the stairs to give it to you
i tap-tap on the door to let you know i’m coming in. as i swing open the door, i see the covers pulled back on the bed, and the pillows on the floor. you’re just getting out of the last of your clothes – you remove your bra, then your underwear. you’re now naked before me
“Ummm here’s your drink my love.” i hold it out, and you take it from me. i watch as you take a long sip… you let it cool your mouth slowly, you taste the lemon, and the mixers. you give an approving grunt. “Love it, thanks”
“Of course babe. Can i do anything else for you?” i’m thinking you’re getting ready to take a bath, but i’m a bit confused as to why the bed covers and pillows are now all a jumble.
“All that sawing, routing, cutting…. Those tools vibrate something fierce. i felt like i was about to come apart!”
“Wow, yeah, i could hear your sawing out there. seemed like you were cutting forever.” i can imagine that you’re sore, and want to relax in the tub. “Going to take a bath?”
“Definitely, but in a bit. Right now, you’re going to take off your clothes, and lie on the bed. All those tools buzzing and vibrating like that sure has my pussy tingling, and you’re going to fix it.”
I know the only reply from me can be “Yes Mistress”
I comply, and lay back on the bed. you look at me, sizing me up, deciding what you’re going to do.
you crawl onto the bed, and over to my rising cock. you take it in your hand, wag it back and forth. “What’s this? Why is he hard? What do you think you’re going to do with him?”
“Umm whatever you want me to do, Mistress”
“Damn right” and it seems you already have a plan. you drop my cock, and ease up my body, until your pussy is hovering inches form my face. “She smell good to you? I’ve been working in the shop, and have worked up a bit of a sweat. I know you like her that way”
“yes Mistress, she smells divine. may I please have a taste?” ohmygodpleaseletme
“No you may not”. you turn your whole body around, and are now facing my feet. you hover your ass right over my face, inches from my nose “Smell that.” i do as i’m told. damn…. dying here, i want to stick my tongue out, and then in your hole, but know better. “She smell good to you too?”
“Yes Mistress, she does. i love to smell you. to smell you and to taste you.”
with that, you scoot back and lower your pussy onto my waiting mouth. without hesitation, i start to lick furiously. you grind your pussy onto my face, she’s so wet.. you cover my nose and mouth at times, and i can’t hardly breathe (i hope maybe to die like this one day) i plunge my tongue in, and out, and twirl it around your clit. you moan. you grind more. i lick (and try to breathe) and plunge and twirl my tongue around and inside you. you push harder, grind harder.
my cock is hard as a rock. dripping with precum. your pussy leaves my face and you work your way down to my waiting cock, and side right on, fucking me reverse cowgirl. i watch your ass rise and fall, and i am ready to explode. “No way, don’t even think of it”
“No Mistress, i will try my best not to” what a joke. we both know my orgasm is not up to me. i’ll cum when you decide. and apparently, you decide not to let me. at least not right now. you rotate on my cock, facing me, facing the headboard. slowly, deliberately, deeply, you fuck me. i start to wriggle, to protest, but you’re not having any of it. you make me cum. you. make. me. i can’t control it. i can feel myself explode inside you, spasm after spasm, filling you with my thick cum. you slow down. you look down at me. “Good for you?”
“Yes Mistress, great for me. You?”
“No! I’m not finished!” with that, you rise up off my cock, and wiggle back up to my face. your wet pussy just inches above my mouth. “Start licking” my tongue can’t exactly reach all the way into your pussy, just to your lips. i lick them, back and forth. i can taste your wetness, mixed with my cum. “Good boy, keep going, you’re not finished” i lick more, and taste more. my face is wet as your pussy drips on me. i keep licking, tasting you, us.
you lower yourself right on to my face, completely soaking me. you grind back and forth, moaning a bit. i try to lick you, but you are pressing very hard onto my mouth, and i can’t quite get my tongue out. you continue to grind, and moan. my face is a mess, but it feels smooth and slippery to you, and your grinding picks up speed. in what seems like no time, you begin to shake. your legs tense around my head, your pussy crushes into my face, and you cum……
eventually you relax. you look down at me. the look on your face, in your eyes, i think you’re about to say something like Thank you, or That was great
nope, instead, you hop off and are gone. i hear the bathroom door close, and the water beings to run. i’m left in a heap, cum and pussy juice all over my face. i reach up and touch my mouth. tender, maybe even a bit bruised. i feel like such a whore, and i love you for it
<3
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ko2vyt/femdom_facesitting