Cumming to Visit

I check in at our hotel and head up to the room. It's much bigger than I expected. It's got an amazing view of the city. There's a king size bed, a whirlpool, a small kitchenette, and a full living room.

I walk into the bathroom to put my things away and see the extra large shower with a little seat on one end. Ideas are already swimming through my head about all the things we can do in this confined space.

I walk to the refrigerator and put in some groceries I bought. After seeing what you can do in video streams, I figured I'd get some groceries and drinks since there was very little chance we'd want to leave the room. In fact, I was pretty much betting on the two of us leaving dehydrated, a little chaffed, and very well fucked.

I sit on the couch and turn on the TV. I don't even know what I'm watching because I'm staring at the clock. I'm watching the hands slowly, almost painfully, move. "She should be here any minute" I think. I already feel my restrictive pants getting tighter. "My god! I've never even met her before! How can she have this effect on me?" Then I realize... "Oh yeah, she's hot... She's unbelievably fucking hot..."

My cell phone dings and it's a message from you. There's nothing but an address and two words... "I'm hungry."

I text back asking what's up, but the only reply is, "Go now. I'm waiting."

So, I go. I get to the address and it's a restaurant. I immediately recognize you and see those beautiful eyes just piercing me. I get a little weak in the knees, but manage to walk over. You're sitting on one side of a booth in the very back corner of the restaurant. It's a little secluded, but very romantic. As I approach, you stand up and come over to hug me. You hold me for much longer than a typical greeting hug. I feel your breath on my chest and squeeze you tight. We don't say much and we sit down. The waiter comes over for drink orders and as he's talking, I feel your foot sliding up my leg. After the waiter leaves, you look at me and say, "You're wearing jeans... I thought this was our weekend to play." I look at you with a puzzled expression and you slide your fork off the table. You ask me to slip under the table to get it. As I lean down, I see you've hiked up your dress with nothing underneath. As I take a moment to stare, your hand comes down and two fingers slip inside of you. The waiter returns and I jump up with your fork. He takes it from me and says he'll get a new one.

Once he leaves again, you look at me and say, "So, what do you have?" I chuckle and say, "Well, it's kind of stuck in these jeans... I wasn't planning on..." "I want to see it! I want to play... with you!" So, like silly teenagers, I move to your side of the table and you tell me to slip off my pants. "Here?! Now?!" You tap on the long tablecloth and say, "No one will know..."

The waiter comes back to take our order and once he leaves, I unclasp my belt and slide my pants down a little. Your hand slides over and grabs my cock. It grows in your hand instantly. From two inches to seven in about three seconds. You nuzzle into my side and whisper, "I've been wanting this for a long time." I put my arm around you and we chat a little as you stroke my cock. You ask if I'm going to cum anytime soon. I say I need a little encouragement since it's kind of an awkward setting. You take my arm from around you, slide it down, and press two of my fingers into you. Immediately, I feel the pressure building. Your pussy is so warm and wet. I slide my fingers up and begin to rub your clit. You stop me and say, "No! That's encouragement for ME to cum... Right now, I want yours..." I slip my fingers back inside you and slowly curl them a little, feeling the soft, moist, warm walls of what will later be milking my dick of every drop of cum. Just feeling you from the inside has made things happen. I lean over and tell you I'm going to cum. You start rubbing my penis back and forth, but also rub across the head, too. As I cum, I hear you giggle and can only imagine that I just came all over your hand because of how you were rubbing the head. You look around and seeing that no one is looking, you bring your hand up. While I didn't drench your hand with my semen, I see several dribs and drabs of cum here and there. You take your hand up to your mouth and lick my cum off like you're eating the nectar of the gods. With my fingers still inside you, I also feel you clench down on my fingers with surprising force every time your tongue touches my creamy essence. After you finish, you look at me with those gorgeous eyes. They've got a glimmer of sly perversion and you say, "I've wanted to taste you since the first video where I saw you cum."

I slip my fingers from inside of you and go to bring them to my mouth. You stop me and whisper, "If that's what you want, you're going to have to get it directly from the tap... So, just hold on, Baby. You can have all you want later." You seem to be taking control of the whole situation. While it's making me a little uncomfortable, it's also a huge turn on. I slide my pants back up just as our food arrives. We share our meals with one another and have relatively normal conversation. It's like the last fifteen minutes didn't even really happen.

After dinner, we head to the hotel. As we walk in, you start to speak. I'm not sure what it is that you're about to say, but your tone had that "control" in it. Before you could get out more than a few words, I grab you, press you against the wall, and kiss you. My tongue darts around your mouth and then settles into rolling around yours. Once we find our French kiss groove, we stand there for minutes... maybe hours... Being this connected to you feels so spectacular. This isn't just play. This is comfort. Feeling needed. Feeling wanted. No hands roam. We're just content to be connected.

After what seemed to be an eternity of making love with our mouths, we separate. You step into the bathroom and tell me you'll be right back. I head over to the bed and lay down. Suddenly, the bathroom door cracks open and I hear the shower running. You lightly ask, "Would you like to join me?" Then I hear the shower door slide closed. You didn't even wait for a response.

To be coy, I wait a few minutes. I figure it's good for you to build up a little extra desire. Of course, the entire time, I'm fighting the urge to just run in and take you. But after a few minutes, I wander into the steamy bathroom and strip. I slide back the frosted door and there you stand, nude. Beautifully nude and awe inspiring. Being a cheeseball, I make a silly remark... "Wow, I'd always heard of the beauty of Canada, but I didn't think they were talking about a person!" You giggle and pull me in. As the water flows over both of us, we explore each others' bodies with our hands as we kiss and hold one another. After awhile, you step back a little and grab some shampoo. You begin your regular showering routine and we talk a little about how amazing it is that we're finally together. As you wash yourself, you turn around and hand me the washcloth asking me to do your back. I do and then you hold out your left hand on the right side of your body as if asking for the washcloth. As I hand it to you, you say, "Hold me." I wrap my arms around you from behind. You feel my cock rest between your butt cheeks and begin lightly gyrating your hips. You lean forward and rest one hand on the shower seat. The other hand comes from between your legs to grab my dick. You slowly maneuver it to your pussy and then push back against me.

As my cock slides into you, I feel the heat, the moisture, and the tensing of your muscles. You slowly rock back and forth feeling me plunge deep into you and then withdraw. Our rhythmic motion is making you moan and squeal. My penis tenses over and over as it feels every soft ridge inside of you. After only a few minutes, you move forward to disengage and stand up. You face me and say, "This would be so much more fun if I could see you."

We leave the shower and move to the bed where I lay you down, climb on top of you, and lean down until my lips meet yours. As I rest on my elbows, my fingers stroke your hair, trace the outlines of your ears, and stroke your face. I slide down a little and begin kissing your neck, occasionally licking softly and sucking. You move quickly and say, "No hickies!" I roll my eyes as I respond, "What are we, 15?" You move back and tilt your head again to allow me full access. As I work on your neck, your fingers lightly dance around on my back and I can feel the heat of you as my penis dangles above your twat. I occasionally dip my pelvis so that the head of cock intrudes into the crease of your legs while pressing firmly against your clit. With every dip, I feel your nails press into me just a little more. You try to open your legs, but mine are in the way and I whisper, "No no, baby. You took charge in the restaurant. My turn." You try to open your legs again as you thrust upward to chase my retreating cock. I squeeze my legs tighter and lightly bite your neck. Not enough to really hurt you, but enough to give a light pierce of pain and let you know I'm serious.

I slide down and begin kissing your breasts. I don't head directly for the nipple although it's my ultimate goal. I kiss outlines and playfully bite at your big, gorgeous tits. I shift my weight and bring my left hand up to cup your breast. As I squeeze a little, your nipple seems to get harder and more prevalent. Maybe it's a physiological response of your body and maybe it's just my mind focusing in on what I want because I want it so bad. I lean down and kiss your nipple after tracing your areola with my tongue. With the moisture from my tongue still glistening, I lightly blow and then I know it's you, not me. Your nipple stiffens further and perks up as if to beg for more. I press my warm mouth down and the contrast of warm against cold makes you flinch. Your legs twist a little and I know you felt it through your entire body. You grab my head to force me to look at you before you whisper, "I want you... now." "You need to wait, love..." is my only response. I continue to molest your left breast and then proceed to work on the right one. As I do, I dip my pelvis again and realize how much you want me. Unlike before, there was no resistance as my penis slipped into the crease. I could tell you were sopping wet and ready, but I had to make sure.

I shift my weight again and remove my legs from blocking yours on either side. I slide my fingers down and begin to feel a slickness. My god, sopping wet is an understatement. I slide my fingers into you and I feel you tense a little as you let out one of the most yearning moans I've ever heard. With a slight crack in your voice as if you're about to cry, I hear you whisper, seemingly to yourself, "Please just fuck me... Please, baby..."

I slide your legs apart and position myself betwixt them. I see something in your eyes. I'm not sure what it is, but then I realize it. I lean down, kiss your beautiful lips, and say, "You can be on top next time." With that, I slowly start to press myself inside you. You're so hot and wet that I'm sliding in easily, but you're also surprisingly tight. Your own slippery moisture isn't making it much of a challenge to penetrate you and after a moment, I've pressed my full seven inches into you. At the realization that I was fully inside you, your body goes partially limp as if to exhaustedly say, "Thank god! Finally!" You look up at me and smile I as I begin moving back and forth inside you. You wrap your legs around me and occasionally squeeze whenever I hit a more sensitive area. I can also feel you contracting and relaxing your pussy as if to milk my cock in anticipation for every drop of cum I've got within me. As we make love, our eyes never break contact. I can see that you're getting the attention and appreciation you need. In your eyes, I can see what could almost be described as gratitude, but in mine, you see the same thing because it's almost an honor to be inside a woman as amazing, vibrant, and sensual as you...

I rock back and forth for what feels like a sensual and very passionate eternity. Soon, your hands move up and grasp my shoulders. Your moans become louder, your squeals become harder, your grip intensifies, your legs tighten... I feel you moving below me, matching my gyrations and as your back arches, your fingers begin to squeeze with intense pressure. You let out a scream of pleasure and I quicken my pace as best I can with your legs wrapped tightly around me. I do my best to push my cock into you as deeply as I can and as hard as I can to intensify your orgasm. I continue pounding into you until your body goes limp. At that point, I slow to a normal pace and your eyes, still locked on mine, twinkle with satisfaction. You look up at me and whisper, "Are you going to cum for me baby? I want it. I want it so bad!" I tell you I'm close. You tell me exactly what I want to hear. "Cum inside me, baby. Cum hard. Fill me. Fill me up, baby." With that, my light moans become louder and I feel the iminent explosion. I push into you harder and harder as my cock pulsates. And finally, I unleash a torrent of cum inside you. With our eyes still locked, I see you smile as if I'd just given you a gift. You slide your hands down and rest them on your pubis overlapping one another. You slyly say, "I love feeling the rush of cum inside me."

I lay next to you and wrap your naked body against my side with your head resting on my chest. It's Friday night and the evening has begun well. Despite being much more than one, like a typical woman, you ask, "So, what are you thinking?" I roll my eyes and laugh. My response, "I'm wondering what you'd like to try this weekend?" As usual, you say, "Your choice." "No no no, Love, your choice! I want you to experience the things you're interested in. I came here for you and part of that is to indulge you in your fantasies, so either you tell me what you want or maybe I should just go home." You look at me with an expression of outrage, but realize that my leaving is a completely empty threat. How could I leave? How could I leave you and all the pleasures you offer? You start telling me some of your ideas in cute and playful terms, but I stop you. "No, Baby... We just made love. We didn't fuck. Now is the time to fuck, so now is the time to really tell me what you want like the filthy explorer you yearn to be this weekend." Looking somewhat aroused, but a little disappointed, you quietly ask, "Will we make love again?" I smile and say, "Of course... Making love is always a great way to start and a great ending to a wonderful weekend." You smile ear to ear and say, "Well good. But until then, I want to try everything. I want to suck your cock and eat your cum. I want you to eat my pussy until I gush across your face. I want to feel you in my ass as I play with myself. And... I... *sigh*" "What baby? What do you want?" You look a little embarrassed, but manage to spit it out after a long speech about why. "So, you said you're kind of a cum freak. And you mentioned something in one of your stories. And I love to see shooting cum." "Yes?" "Um, I want you to cum inside me and on my pussy. I want one squirt outside and the rest inside me." "OK, I can try." "Good, because after that, I want you to eat me." "Wow. I haven't done that in a long time, but your wish is my command, Love." The continued look of embarrassment fades from your face and is replaced with a sort of triumphant grin.

While we're nowhere near exhausted from our lovemaking, we end up falling asleep while cuddling. A few hours later, around 11 PM, I awake to an interesting sensation. I look at you with your head on my chest and see that you're still asleep. However, your hand is stroking my cock and you're whimpering, "Yes, Baby... I love it... Please don't stop..." I'm not sure if you're dreaming and talking in your sleep or if you're being playful and you're trying to wake me up and a very adorably sexual way. Your leg is wrapped over mine and I can feel that you're very very wet again. I stroke your hair and you flinch. I'm still not sure if you were really awake, but you look up, see me, and smile. You squeeze my cock and say, "You must be ready for more, huh?" I just smile and kiss your forehead.

You pull back the covers and slide out of bed saying, "Me too" as you head to the little kitchen for a glass of wine. When you get back, you find me fully clothed and stand there in a little disbelief. The puzzled look on your face matches the words that come out of your mouth, "What the fuck are you doing?" "Get dressed, let's go get a drink. Then we can come back and play a little more. Since we slept for a few hours, it's still really early for us!" You groan about it a little, but you obey and get dressed. We head across the street to what appears to be an adult bar. As we step in, we see people who are pretty well dressed and everyone is about our age. We sit at the end of the bar and order our drinks. I lean over to you and ask, "So, out of everyone here, who are the hottest?" You look at me with a strange look and I just say, "Well? I wanna know what you find attractive." You kiss my cheek as you squeeze my leg and say, "You." "Baby, you're so sweet, but come on, seriously, who are the three hottest people in here?" You point out three guys who look pretty good and then I ask, "OK, so what about the three hottest women?" You scan the crowd. For some reason there are far more women in the bar than men. You point out a tall, thick girl first. Then, a very thin girl who's absolutely gorgeous, but stick thin and appears to be damn near dead drunk while only staying in a sitting position beause her friends are holding her up. Finally, you point to a woman at the other end of the bar. She appears to be in her early 30's, she looks very shy, and she also has a slight hint of uneasiness to her. You may not notice it, but from my days as a man-slut, I recognize that look as "recently dumped and trying to meet someone new." Bingo! I put a $50 on the bar, tell the bartender to keep drinks coming for you, and stand up. I kiss your forehead and say, "No matter what you see, don't get pissed and leave. I'll be back in a bit."

As I'm walking over to the shy girl you pointed out, my phone vibrates. I look at my messages and see one from you. It's all in capitals and reads, "WHAT THE FUCK?" I look back at you, shake my head and smile as I mouth the words, "Don't worry." I reach the end of the bar and sit next to the girl. I buy her a drink and you see me chatting with her. You watch as I lightly caress her arm on occasion, lean in a little too much when I laugh, and once or twice, you actually get a little angry as I put my hand under her chin to tilt her head up a little. Part of you finds this kind of hot, but the other part of you is thinking, "He's supposed to be with me right now. This is our weekend together! What the fuck?!" The only thing that keeps you in your seat is my hand on the table that routinely motions for you to stay calm and stay seated.

After nearly 45 minutes, I excuse myself and disappear into the restroom. I check my phone, which has been vibrating in my pocket like a rat on acid. 42 message from you. Mostly pretty angry and quizzical. I text back, "When she looks at you, smile. If you don't, I just wasted 45 minutes. Trust me, baby." I return and sit next to the shy girl. For another few minutes, you see me chatting and laughing with her. She's laughing, too. Then her face falls flat and she looks completely confused. She looks directly at you. You politely smile and wave. She nods. I talk to her a few more moments and then she gets up and walks out. I throw my hands up in exasperation and return to you.

"What the fuck was that about? You are such a fucking asshole!" I apologize for the next ten minutes and then tell you we should go back to the room where I promise to give you a massage in the whirlpool. You're pissed, but you definitely want to leave, so we head back to the room with you making snide remarks almost every step of the way about how I made you feel the exact opposite of what you wanted to be feeling this weekend. Once we walk in, I close the door and apologize about twelve more times. You sit down on the couch with your arms and legs crossed. I know that look. That's the look of, "you pissed me off and I'm not touching your dick for the rest of the night." I sigh and head into the bathroom to take a very quick shower. I step out of the shower and put on a robe. I haven't worn a robe in 30 years. It feels strange. As I step out of the bathroom, I notice that you haven't moved an inch and you look twice as pissed. Then, there's a knock on the door. You look over your shoulder at me and ask, "Who the fuck could that be?"

You get up to answer it, but I beat you to it. Just before I turn the handle, I look at you and say, "By the way, I'm not sorry at all, but think happy thoughts! I did it for you." The door opens, and there stands Shy Girl. You're dumbfounded, but while I can see you're utterly perplexed, you put on one of the most convincing happy-faces I've ever seen. And then your expression changes almost as if a cartoon light bulb just lit up over your head.

"Marianne, this is Ashley. She was kind enough to agree to join us for the rest of the night."

The two of you shake hands and being the jerk that I am, I ask, "A handshake? Considering the things we're all about to do to one another, I think a nice, long, passionate tongue kiss is in order." It's awkward because you're strangers, but you both shrug at the exact same time and head in for a kiss. My cock stiffens as I watch your tongues flitting in and out of each others' mouths. After you two pull back, Ashley says, "Wow. You're an awesome kisser! This guy said this would be your first time!" You assure her that it is, but that you're just very open to new things, very passionate, and very determined to do your absolute best. Ashley smiles and tells you it's only her third time with another woman and it'll be her first three way ever. She experimented a little in college and found it fun, but never got into it completely. Like me, she doesn't consider herself bisexual at all. She considers herself a true pervert whereby playing with someone of the same sex is arousing in a particular setting, like a threesome. It would never happen outside of a special circumstance, but it's fun in the moment.

Ashley goes to sit on the couch and I head off to get her a drink. You excuse yourself to the restroom to take a quick shower and cleanse yourself of our earlier interlude. I wander into the bathroom and ask if you're alright with this and you say you are. You ask why I threw my hands up and acted like a dick when Ashley left the bar. All I could say was, "I was fucking with you... I wanted it to be a surprise." You call me a dick and laugh. I chuckle too and walk out of the bathroom. Ten minutes later, you also walk out of the bathroom in your robe. You scan the room and your eyes immediately focus on the bed. I'm laying across the bed with my legs hanging over the edge. Ashley, completely naked, is on her knees at the side of the bed with my cock in her mouth. She's really going to town. I have a few pillows propped under my head so I can see the action and when I notice you, you actually look a little angry. But then, you shake your head and grin in a way that could only be interpreted as, "Boys will be boys." You walk up beside Ashley and also get down on your knees. You look over at her and say, "Damn girl... Are you going to save a little for me?" You both laugh and she backs off my rod so that she's just sucking the head. You lean in to start sucking and licking the shaft. I spread my legs as wide as I can and you both lean in to get as much of me as possible. You climb onto the bed as Ashley moves lower to suck on my balls. You take my cock into your mouth and I realize how amazing you are immediately. You are so much better. Leaps and bounds better. I reach over and pull your leg toward me a little so that you're almost perpendicular to me. I reach around your ass and slip two fingers inside of you. I feel your pleasure as your suction gets a little stronger and you push your head further down on my dick. You're defintiley excited. Your pussy begins to drip a little and once my thumb is throroughly moistened, I start using it to massage your clit.

After a few minutes, you and Ashley are both on the bed and I'm fingering you both as you take turns sucking my cock, stroking my cock, stroking my balls, and kissing each other. Soon, with my dick firmly in your mouth, you hear me say, "I'm gonna cum soon, ladies." You ease back and watch intently as you stroke my penis. I feel the pressure intensifying and I look down to see you and Ashley staring at the tip of my cock. You both look like you're hungry and dinner is about to be served. Finally, cum bursts forth from my rock hard dick. The first spurt lands on Ashley's cheek, the next lands on yours. The rest slowly dribbles out, covering your hands and my balls. After watching my miniature geiser of cum, you both jump in to clean me up with your tongues. Strings of cum roll off your tongues as you lap up my semen. Ashley looks up at me and smiles with an open smile. She's got at least half my load in her mouth. She smiles very slyly and than grabs your head and kisses you with an open mouth. At first you're a little stunned at being snowballed, but then you relax a little and seem to really enjoy yourself. When you part from your kiss, you look at Ashley with a huge smile and say, "OK, wow, that was just filthy... fucking filthy... but I loved it!" You look over at me and say, "Plus, I want every drop of you that I can get" before lowering your head to lick the small droplet of cum that finally released itself onto the tip of my cock. After finishing the last of my load, you look at me and then at Ashley and ask, "So, what's next? This fucking rocks!"

I get up and leave you two ladies on the bed as I head over for a glass of water. Ashley smiles at you and I hear nothing but giggling as I stand in the kitchenette. While there, I get some wine and cut up some fruit for all of us. When I turn around in the kitchenette to look out into the living room area, I notice that my luggage has been ransacked. I remember telling you that I was bringing some "toys" so I figured it was you. I finish up and pick up everything to bring out refreshments over to the bed. As I step out and Ashley comes up to me, naked except for bondage tape wrapped across her body like a bikini. She addresses me somewhat formally saying, "Master. I have her. I've brought us a play thing. She sleeps."

I look over at the bed and see that the bed straps I brought have been affixed. You're laying on the bed, pretending to sleep with your wrists and ankles shackled to the bed with the black fuzzy cuffs. A sheet, strategically placed, covers all your wonderful naughty bits, but most everything else is exposed.

"What shall we do with her, Master?"

"Well, my pet, what do you think would bring me the most pleasure?"

"Will you take her? I got her just for you. I saw her and knew you'd love everything about her."

"Do you like her, Pet?"

"I do, Master. I do."

"Then take her. I will pleasure myself as you pleasure her and she pleasures you."

"What if she refuses to pleasure me, Master?"

"You've learned well, Pet. Make her pleasure you if she refuses. Make her."

Ashley grins at me with fire in her eyes and slinks over to the bed. I spin the recliner around to face the bed in anticipation of the events to come.

Ashley slowly crawls onto the bed and begins kissing your forehead. You feign waking up and begin to protest.

"What the fuck?! Who the fuck are you!?"

"Shhhh, you may call me 'Mistress.' Our Master is over there."

"Master? What the fuck? NOBODY is my master!"

Ashley quickly reaches out and slaps your hip with a good deal of force and says, "HE... He is OUR Master. He is our everything."

"You people are fucking crazy!"

"Be with me. Be with me well and maybe Master will pleasure you as well."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Shhh, Angel. Does this not feel good?"

Ashley leans in and kisses your neck. She begins sucking and licking. Her hand slides down and lightly rolls around your nipple. As she continues to lick your neck and nibble your ear lobes, her hand slides down further. Her fingers part your lips and dip into your pussy. Her fingers slide up and begin to roll around your clit. Your head rolls a little to give her better access to your neck and you do your best to spread your shackled legs further. You lightly moan, "Yes, it does feel good."

"Yes it does. All I want is to pleasure you and for you to pleasure me."

You pause a second and say, "But I've never been with a woman. I don't know if I can do this."

"Shh... Yes you can."

"What are you going to do to me after this? You're not going to hurt me are you? Please!"

At that point, I stand up and say, "Angel, don't be afraid. All we wish to do is please you and have you please us. Then, you'll have a glass of wine and be on your way. No harm will come to you. I promise. Just play along and you'll leave more fulfilled than you've felt in a long time. All you need to know is that I am the Master. She is my pet. You are our Angel. And you will always be safe. Let us be your teachers for pleasures you've never known."

You look in my eyes and can see I'm telling the truth. This role playing has gotten more intense than you ever expected, but you lean back and relax a little as you say, "Teach me, Pet. Teach me everything."

"Ohh, aren't you sweet? You think I'm just going to pleasure you? Well, Angel, you've got some learning to do..."

At that, she squeezes your clit and makes you jump with both pleasure and pain.

"I thought you said I'd be safe!?"

"You will be, but don't take my kindness for granted. You're MY plaything just as I'm His. If need be, I will correct you. And you don't call me 'Pet,' He does. You may call me 'Mistress.'"

"But I don't understand."

Another pleasing shot of pain shoots through your body as she presses on your clit. My eyes widen with every word that comes from Ashley's mouth. I can't believe how intense and serious she is about all this.

"You don't need to. And you really should address me properly."

"I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm sorry! I don't understand, Mistress! Please!"

"I am going to pleasure you which will pleasure my Master. Then, you will pleasure me. I will tell you exactly how. Now, my first command... Shut the fuck up!"

You look worried, but then look over at me. I break from the role playing persona and you can see I'm just regular me again. I smile sweetly and mouth the words, "It'll be OK. Trust me." I see your expression soften and you take comfort in my words despite the fact that you're really starting to wonder how fucked up this Ashley chick is. In the end, you just know I'll be there to protect you if anything goes wrong.

Ashley straddles you and leans down to kiss you. At first, she lightly teases your lips with hers. But then she begins sliding her tongue across your lips and lightly biting. You keep trying to lift your head to just get in there and kiss her, but she's teasing you. Apparently, she's been taught well. She's learned that the entire point of bondage is not immediate gratification but prolonged sensual torture with intense final pay-off. After several minutes of tempting you and tempting herself, she can't take it anymore and she presses her lips firmly against yours. I hear both of you lovely ladies moan a little with pleasure. From my perspective at the foot of the bed, things are spectacular. Ashley on all fours, showing me her ass and her pussy as you lay beneath her with your legs slightly parted so I could see your glorious garden. Ashley's tongue soon penetrates your lips and you feel her soft warm tongue entering your mouth. Feeling her soft skin on yours is making you far more aroused than you ever thought it would. As I sit at the foot of the bed, I begin to see your pussy glisten as you become more and more aroused. I get up from the recliner, walk up behind Ashley and lightly lick her anus as I reach between your legs and insert two fingers inside you. You flinch as my fingers enter you and Ashley flinches, too. I slowly move back and sit in the recliner as I take one long lick of my fingers and then use the rest of your moisture to lubricate my cock. I slowly start masturbating as I continue to watch.

Ashley slides down your body and stops at your breasts. She playfully squeezes them and rubs them being careful not to touch your nipples. She continues massaging your breasts and doesn't do much else but kiss your chest on occasion. Otherwise, she's just looking at your tits and your face. Back and forth. You sit there slightly puzzled, but then I see your look of complete understanding. You realize she's waiting for you to have a longing desire. Ashley is waiting for you to want it so she can withhold it from you and then finally allow you the pleasure. I smile seeing your cunning realization. While you're dying for her to molest your nipples, you begin acting as if you're in desperate need of her attention. She toys with you a few moments more than then brings her warm wet mouth down on your cold, hard nipples. The contrast of the cool room's air on your dry nipples with her warm wet mouth is almost like an electric shock that rockets to both your head and your pussy. You feel the tingle down below and can't believe a woman is actually making you feel this way. As She rolls her tongue around your left nipple, she lightly rolls your right nipple with her other fingers. She doesn't pinch, but she lightly twirls her fingers around it. After a few moments, she goes back to rubbing your breasts.

"Please Mistress... The other..."

"I thought I told you to shut the fuck up?!"

She leans into your other nipple and bites it. She doesn't do it to be mean, but she bites hard enough that the pain slightly overpowers the pleasure.

"You've been corrected, Angel. Speak when I tell you. Not until then."

You nod.

"Now, let's see about pleasuring you to help soften the pain of that correction..."

Ashley puts her head back down and begins to lightly lick your nipple. As she does, the electric tingles begin to flow. You hardly notice that her other hand is nowhere near your other breast until you feel her fingers beginning to part your labia. As her finger slides over your clit, I see your body shudder a little and my cock stiffens in my grip. I love knowing you're being pleased.

Ashley slowly kisses her way down your tummy and then sits up. She slips one finger into you and says, "I'm going to move your shackles. If you move, it won't be pleasant. I have nails and I'm not afraid to use them." She slightly curls her finger and you feel her sharp nail lightly scrape inside you. "Do you understand? You may speak."

"Yes, Mistress."

With her free hand, she unhooks your shackle and locks it into the strap a little higher up. She does the same with the other so your legs are now bent at the knees and she can fit more comfortably between them. She removes her finger from you and tells you to raise your behind. After you do, she puts pillows under your lower back, raising your pelvis to a more manageable height. Her pillow placement is strategic, so that it allows her access to everything both front and back. I decide to move, so I can better see whats happening and sit next to the bed. You look at me with nervous eyes and I reach over to hold your shackled hand for a moment of reassurance. You smile and mouth the words, "Thank you."

As I let go and lean back into my chair, Ashley nestles in between your thighs. She traces your labia with her fingers and spends quite a long time just inspecting what she keeps calling, "your beautiful flower." The sound of that phrase makes us both chuckle, but Ashley stays very serious. Ashley leans in and begins to trace your labia with her tongue. You start thrusting your hips toward her face uncontrollably. She repeatedly denies you the pleasure of her tongue on your clit. As time goes on, I decide to speed up my Pet's lesson and I mention that when Ashley allowed you to speak, she didn't tell you to be quiet again. Ashley lifts her head and smiles wryly at you. She puts her head back down and starts licking your labia again being very careful not to use too much pressure or even come near enough to your clit to give too much arousal.

Out of nowhere, after having been teased for what seemed like an eternity, you yell out, "Oh my god, just fucking eat me already!"

Ashley sits up and looks at you with extreme anger. She slaps your ass almost as hard as she can. I see her handprint forming on your ass.

"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to, Bitch?!"

Holding back a torrent of tears from the stinging pain, you say, "I'm sorry, Mistress! Please, Mistress! I want you, Mistress! Please! I can't handle the teasing, Mistress! Please!"

She lightly rubs the spot where she slapped you and asks, "You want me? And that's how you ask?"

"No, Mistress. I'm very sorry. But please, Mistress, please grant me your pleasures. I can't take it anymore. I need to feel your mouth on me, Mistress."

"That's much better, Angel. Know your place or I'll revoke your right to speak and beat your ass till it bleeds!"

"Yes, Mistress. I'm so sorry, Mistress!"

Ashley gives you a look that says one thing... Be Good. Last warning.

She then slips back between your legs and starts teasing you again. As your arousal reaches an impossible level to handle, I see your cum slowly beginning to drip out of you. Ashley squeals with glee seeing the effect she's having on you. And you timidly, finally, ask, "Mistress, will you please eat me?" Ashley approves your request and her soft warm tongue parts your labia and begins to swirl around your clit. She slides two fingers inside you and begins stroking the anterior wall of your vagina, hunting for your G-spot. She occasionally grazes the area and each time, you flinch with pleasure. As she finger fucks you faster and faster, your breathing increases, your moans get louder, and you begin begging her for more. As your cum begins to flow more and more, Ashley does her best to lap it all up while swirling her tongue around your clit.

As I sit watching and masturbating, you occasionally look over longingly. You look in my eyes and mouth the words, "I want that! I want it! I want it!"

I mouth back, "In time, Love."

Suddenly, Ashley takes one of her well-lubricated fingers and slowly begins sliding it around your asshole, tracing the ring. Your pleasure intensifies and you begin cumming hard. Your orgasms burst forth and your moans and squeals become a shouting torrent of praises. Your hips gyrate on Ashley's face. She can't get enough of you and continues eating. Finally, you beg her to stop, "Please, mistress! Stop! Enough! I can't!" She continues until the sensation is almost painful, but then stops. She lifts her head to look at you. Her face looks like a glazed donut. She moves around and moves up to your head where she leans down to kiss you. As first, you shy away and protest a little, but she says, "If you're afraid of a little cum on your face, you're going to hate what happens next." At that, you relent and she leans in for a kiss. Surprisingly, it's rather flavorless and you enjoy the kiss as her tongue probes your mouth.

Ashley removes the pillows from behind your back and moves your hand shackles so that your hands are right above your head. She then straddles you again and leans down so that her breasts are dangling less than an inch above your face. You lean your head over to look at me and say, "Baby? Can you come here please?"

I get up and come over to the side of the bed. You look up at me, then look at Ashley, and say with a giggle in your voice, "I don't know if we set a safe word, but I'm saying it!" Ashley looks a little distraught and asks why? You respond with, "The bondage was fun, but I want my first time with a woman to be more on my terms. Maybe I need some direction, but I'm looking for something a lot softer and a lot less dominating. Don't get me wrong, what we just did was awesome, but I want to see both sides of this." Ashley smiles at you, leans down, and gives you a very passionate kiss. When she sits back up, still straddling you, she unhooks your wrist and ankle cuffs. Once she's done, she lays on the bed next to you, smiles sweetly, and says, "Do with me what you will, sweetie. Your terms. I'll play along and help if you need it, but it's just sex. Explore my body, tease me, kiss me, and do whatever makes you... and me... feel good." You look at me and I smile. You look at Ashley and she smiles, too. You lean down to kiss her and your hand begins to trace the curves of her body.

As you kiss her lips, your hand slowly caresses her neck and slowly slides down to her breast. You begin kissing her cheek, her ear, and then begin kissing and sucking on her neck. Your hand follows the outline of her breast and you eventually cup it to feel the fullness of her firm and perky tits. You feel her hard, engorged nipple poking to the palm of your hand and you feel yourself tingle and moisten down below. While you continue playing, Ashley's arm moves up and caresses your shoulder and your back. Each time you hit a certain spot on her neck, she begins to moan and squirms ever so slightly. You slowly work your way down, giving kisses as you go until you reach her beautiful, perfectly round breasts. While the explorer in you wants to familiarize herself with another woman's breasts, the lusty pervert is ready to just dive in. After kissing your way down, you finally reach Ashley's nipple and you take it into your mouth. It's hard and cold, but has a very soft velvety texture. As you suckle on her nipple, your hand caresses her other breast and lightly rolls around her nipple. With every few rolls around her nipple and just the right amount of suction, you begin feeling her twitch a little. Her moans increase and she begins rubbing your back as if to let you know she's very content with what you're doing.

After awhile, you switch to the other breast and repeat your procedure. As expected, it works like a charm and you can feel her squeezing her thighs together as if to try to masturbate with no hands. Occasionally, she even thrusts her pelvis up an inch or two as though she's hoping for some invisible prong to be there that will massage her yearning, aching clit. Finally, you feel her hand, the one massaging your back, pushing you lightly. She seems to be instructing you to move further south. With her nipple still in your mouth, you look up at her and she quietly whispers, "Baby, I don't care what you do, but you really really need to give my pussy some attention."

You continue sucking on her nipple and rolling your tongue around it, but you also move your hand down. You've positioned yourself almost perpendicular to her and as she feels your hand sliding down, she opens her legs wide. Sitting in my chair, even I can tell she's dying to be touched. Your fingers trace the horizontal line below her belly and trace down the crease of her thigh. You bring your fingers across and feel the folds and creases of her vagina. It feels a little dry, but you slowly push your finger into the softest crease and immediately feel the heat and moisture. Your finger is resting on the upper edge of her opening, but instead of going inside her, you simply slide your finger around the hole to collect her cum. You begin sliding your finger up her slit and you can feel her lips parting as your finger traverses the trail to her clit. Once there, you find her tiny clitoris and the moment your finger touches it, her back arches and she lets out a massive sigh of relief. As you begin to roll your finger around her clit, she begins letting out random bursts of moans and sensual whimpers. Every now and then, when you feel her becoming slightly less lubricated, you slide your finger back down and dip it into her. Each time you do, you can feel an increased temperature and a greater amount of her femme cum. On one pass, you use your finger to probe inside her a little. While you know what yours feels like, it's somewhat amazing to feel how the ridges and bumps within her are so much different. She begins to whine and whimper a little more while thrusting her pelvis a bit. You take the hint and stop your exploration so that you can return to her clit. Rolling around and around her clit, Ashley's breathing begins to increase in pace. You lean your head on her chest and hear her heart beating faster and faster. She continues rubbing your back and as she gets closer and closer, you feel her soft fluid motions become more irregular and forceful. Finally, she lifts her pelvis off the bed, presses hard on your back, grabs the bedsheet with her other hand, and screams as an outrageous orgasm washes over her. You have a little trouble continuing to rub her clit as she gyrates, but you manage to keep going until she closes her legs and pulls them a little closer to her chest in a way of non-verbally telling you to stop. She looks down at you and smiles an enormous ear-to-ear grin. Ashley breathes a sigh of satisfaction and says, "I would never have guessed you're a first timer. Damn! I can only imagine what the next part will be like." You smile back with pride and reposition yourself between her legs. She props herself up so she can see you, and you prop up her ass with pillows to make it easier for you. Ashley lays cradled between pillows as you stare into your destiny.

The first thing you notice is that she smells faintly of strawberries. You turn to look at me and questioningly mouth the word. I laugh and ask he what she had to eat recently. She says she had strawberry shortcake for dessert. I just laugh and say, "Looks like it's your lucky day! Wouldn't have been so pleasant if she'd had something with onions and drank a few beers." You look at me as if you're a bit puzzled, but I just laugh and tell you to stop stalling. You look back to her pussy and begin to explore it with your fingers. Seeing you on all fours with your ass in the air is driving me crazy, but I let you continue your discovery session. After a thorough inspection, you decide to taste it. You slip your tongue into the folds of her vagina and immediately feel what you can best describe as an almost imperceptible electric current on your tongue. You weren't ready for the chemical pH difference between her twat and your mouth. It slowly dissipates as you continue probing with your tongue. As you press your tongue deep inside her, that current returns for a moment but then fades again. The second thing you notice is that there's virtually no flavor at all, just an aroma. Ashley looks at me and kind of giggles because, at this point, you're not pleasuring her, you're just kind of being like a child with a new toy. Trying things out. FInally, you slide up and roll your tongue around her clit. Her awkward smile for me immediately disappears, her head drops back and she moans, "Oh god, yes! Oh my god, Mari-fucking-anne that's fucking awesome..." You continue playing with her clit in your mouth. You roll your tongue, you suck, and you lightly bite (which gets her to lightly smack you on the top of the head as admonishment while saying, "Nuh uh, no!"). As your jaw and tongue begin to get a little tired, you decide to try full sweeps with your tongue just going from bottom to top. Your flattened, wide tongue slides through her slit and just engulfs her clit with every pass. This seems to be her trigger. For some women, it's the rolling tongue. For some it's left to right motion. For some it's a light flicking. But for Ashley, its a full pussy lick. Each time you do it, she thrusts into your face harder.

As you continue eating, I step up and take your right hand. I have you make a fist and then pull out your index and middle fingers. I push your hand back. You get the hint and insert your fingers. You probe Ashley's insides until you find a spot that seems to intensify her pleasure. You can tell it's the right spot because of her gasps and moans. I walk to the other side of you and take your index finger. I place two drops of KY on it. You stop a second to look at me, but ashley thrusts into your face as she practically screams, "Don't you dare fucking stop!" You didn't get the hint. So, I step behind you, place two drops of KY on my own finger and slowly begin to massage your anus. I rub around the rim putting a slight amount of pressure so that you can feel the tension on your asshole. I'm not pushing in, but pushing just enough to get the very tip of my finger to part your rosebud. I see your other hand disappear as it slides up to Ashley's anus to mimic what I'm doing. Ashely's moans intensify and her whimpers are on the verge of full-fledged crying, but you can still tell that it's pleasure and not pain or discomfort.

I'm having a hard time playing with you and watching you with Ashley. I lean down and whisper in your ear, "Can I take you?" You mumble a response that sounds something like "Uh huh." I step behind you and as you eat Ashley, I slide my cock into your pussy. I hear you begin to moan. I use my thumb to continue tracing the rim of your asshole as I fuck your snatch as deep as I can. My thrusting seems to be helping your skills on Ashley. She's on the verge of cumming and you intensify your licking and sucking. Suddenly, Ashley grabs your head, her body stiffens, she begins to shudder, and you feel a wave of her warm, wet cum spreading across your face as she begins to scream in absolute delight from the orgasm bursting through her. You continue licking, I continue fucking, and Ashley continues screaming as her body convulses, stiffens, and relaxes over and over. Finally, Ashley flops back and goes limp. She moves her legs to make sure you don't head back in right away. As she lays there in a sort of afterglow enjoying the little orgasmic aftershocks, you've laid your head on the bed and reached back between your legs to massage my balls as my dick slides in and out of you.

I keep pumping back and forth and finally I feel my orgasm getting ready to explode. I rub my free hand on your back and say, "Baby, I'm gonna cum." You slam yourself back onto my cock hard a few times before turning around, grabbing my dick, and putting it in your mouth as far as you can. It's almost in your throat and I feel your throat muscles massaging my cock. My cum explodes from my dick and your eyes smile knowing how much every man loves a woman who can take a healthy load in the mouth. After finishing, you suck my cock a little to make sure you've eaten every drop I had to offer.

No one says anything. We just collapse on the bed next to Ashley. Eventually, we fall asleep and I wake up a few hours later only to discover...

If anyone actually reads this and enjoys it, let me know and I'll continue...