I was so enthralled in her story and feeling (that sub-space thing) I feel I was trembling on the inside. I was so excited and turned on. She is a master of this stuff I think. Anyway she looked down and noted how hard I was now. I really was. It was sticking straight up pointing right at my face, couldn't get any harder at all. She asked me was I excited. I told her more than ever. She then asked if I wanted to touch myself. I hesitated because I knew I would cum from almost nothing. I wanted to cum but the thrill of not is so exciting. I wanted this feeling to continue. I told her I did but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to make it all the way to the end first. She gave me a wicked smile and said "Good boy" again and went on.
She said she started slowly and just rode him for a while getting adjusted to his size again. She said it is always a little bit of a shock to have something that big go inside you. She wanted to enjoy it and adjust or stretch out slowly this time. They kissed and he sucked her titties while she slid up and down on him. This was the first time they did another position other than missionary. She said the different angle made it feel really different. She felt really full with him. As she got totally used to him again she started picking up her pace. She started riding harder and really started bouncing up and down on him. He grabbed her titties and squeezed them hard as she rode. He was pinching and pulling her nipples and sort of bucking up with her bounces. She said it was great and then added "He really knows how to fuck!" I almost exploded when she said it but I somehow managed not too. I am sure I shook a little when hearing it though because it took a lot not to cum right then.
She said she kept bouncing up and down on it, and she started to cum. It started as a slow orgasm she said but quickly turned into a huge one and she felt she probably flooded out on his dick. It got so sloppy and wet she said it was making a very loud squishing type sound that filled the room. He was bucking up very hard into her and still squeezing and pinching her tits. His head was back and his eyes were closed and he was really enjoying it she said.
She then told me she leaned down and whispered in his ear as she kept riding. "I'm such a slut for this big cock.”
That did it for me again. I didn't immediately blow this time since I wasn't touching myself but I started a slow uncontrollable flow. The first semi-spurt sort of spurted out but without any touching or stroking it just sort of convulsed a large gob of cum out. I leaned back and tried to clinch the muscles that control it but couldn't. I just sat there watching as glob after glob of pearly white cum convulsed out of my dick. She had driven me to cumming without even the slightest of touches (something she later admitted to wanting to see if she could do to me). The orgasm was powerful but different. It was very enjoyable but I'm not sure I would say it's as good as when you stroke it out. I never grabbed it and stroked it because I had gotten my mind wrapped around this "Not doing it" concept and it never dawned on me that it was too late now, just enjoy it and have at it. I just sat there cumming without touching. Probably looking half defeated and half insanely turned on, not sure.
For her part, after I looked up she had this amused, smug look. She loved getting me off like that!
I apologized for not controlling it and she laughed and said don't be. "That was the point of telling you, you were supposed to cum." I said I know but I wanted to wait, get the whole story. She said don't worry about it. She said there's more to the story and she's sure I had a little more in me that can come out , then giggled. I told her I was sure there was plenty more in me. She had long finished her cigarette by now and asked me if I wanted to continue this up in the bedroom. I told her "Oh yeah, please!"
So she led the way again. I followed behind closely taking in the beautiful sight of those long legs and tight little ass of hers. The way that ass looked swaying back and forth so enticingly in front of me. Damn, I wanted my face right in between those cheeks. She looked so tall, elegant, in control as she walked up the steps towards our room – a woman in total command of her environment and surroundings. I adore her in every way and every day that passes it gets closer and closer to a worshiping type thing. She seems to sense and like this I think. I mean really, who wouldn't?
When we entered our room she turned around to face me. I walked over and put my arms around her. She giggled again this time because she was now significantly taller than me. I laughed back realizing how silly we must look.
"I should maybe take these off now?" she asked.
“Oh no, you look too hot in them." I kissed her and sort of gently sat her down on the bed. I said "Just indulge me a little longer."
I laid her back so she was laying down but with her legs still hanging off the bed. I looked up to see she was smiling. I then knelt down and started rubbing her legs and spread them apart wider for me. I was now on the floor on my knees between her legs. I started kissing her jeaned legs around the inner thigh area. I started kissing my way up and towards her crotch. I looked up again and saw she was still smiling, seeming to be enjoying the attention. I put my face right at her crotch and had my hands on her inner thighs softly keeping them spread out. I leaned in and kissed her right where her pussy was, under the pants and panties. I just puckered up and really put a big smooch right there.
She giggled. “What are you doing?"
I told her just enjoying her beautiful little body.
She raised her head up. "Why don't you start enjoying it with my clothes off?”
"Is that an order?"
"Yes it is,” she replied. “Take my pants off for me," she said, giggling.
I did as I was told and stood up and removed her heels and jeans. While I did that she was taking her top off but left her bra on for some reason. So now she was laying there in just her bra and g-string and I was standing up looking down at her.
“Can I at least put your heels back on you?”
She laughed again, telling me I am hopeless. "Go ahead, silly."
I quickly put them back on her. Since I was already kneeling from putting the shoes on her I just stayed there and moved back between her legs (which she moved out of my way without any urging) I was face to face with her barely covered pussy now. Just a tiny little piece of shiny fabric, a tiny triangle-shaped piece of material blocking my view of her used, sweet little pussy. I leaned in and kissed her there. She reached down like normal and placed her hand on my head, running her fingers through my hair. I kissed her there again. She made a tiny little moan, barely noticeable.
“Are you ‘unclean’ again?” I asked, alluding to the night on the balcony.
No more giggles from her. She simply answered "Mmmm hmmm” and gently stroked my hair.
“So he came in you?”
"Mmmm hmmm.”
I kissed her again on the tiny little triangle, this time more open mouthed than before. Another tiny moan from her.
I noticed also when I kissed again she spread her legs out wider. Pretty much as wide as they could go now while still keeping her heeled feet on the ground.
I asked if she wanted to tell me the rest of the story. I looked up to see her head was back and her eyes were closed. She answered, "Okay. What sent you off in the first place?”
“When you said you’re such a slut for his cock.”
I looked up only an inch away from her covered mound and asked what he thought about that.
"He liked it,” she said. “He moaned when I said it."
I said he didn't say anything. She said "No he just moaned and a second later flipped me over on my back. Then really started fucking me."
I placed another kiss on her. I was enjoying the moment and the anticipation of what I knew was coming, what I was going to do. I wasn't hesitating out of fear or anything, just enjoying the slow build up to tasting her "filled" again. I think she knew this too.
She continued on while I stayed close and occasionally planted open mouthed kisses on her covered pussy. It was getting wetter and wetter from my saliva and from whatever was coming out from her side. A little bit of both of them I'm
sure.
“He fucks you so good, doesn't he?"
"Mmmm hmmm, he fucks so good."
I kissed it again.
“He started really pounding into me, really hard. I was getting loud again but he didn't say anything. I was almost screaming."
"His cock drives you wild?"
“Yes. It did tonight."
I had moved my fingers to the edges of the fabric now and had sort of lifted it slightly away from her lips now. I placed a gentle kiss on both sides, just to the outside of both lips. Barely touching her pussy with my lips. She ran her fingers through my hair some more enjoying my tease. She kept talking.
She said he was getting close she could tell. He was slamming into her, grunting and groaning with each thrust. He was acting more out of control than previously. She said he was really fucking her powerfully and it's all she could do to hang on and take it. It felt wonderful she said. "He was really taking me!"
I continued kissing the edges moving in a little more with each little kiss. The little triangle held out away just enough to get my lips in there.
“Did you like that, being taken like that?”
"Yes, it's very exciting. It was out of my control. Very exciting."
I moaned against the edge of her pussy, loving her descriptions.
She said he began to tense up and she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. He started pumping his cum into her. She was nearly screaming now she said, it was such a hard orgasm she was having with him. He came for what seemed like a long time she said, she felt like she was being filled up completely. It was so hot, and so much she felt it must be overflowing from her. At this point I moved the triangle to the side and started kissing her directly on her pussy. Not spreading it open or anything yet, just kissing right on it like it was a mouth. She moaned and gently pulled my hair to her. She said she held onto his ass all the while he kept it buried deep, cumming in her. Spurt after spurt of hot creamy cum filling her up. I moaned when hearing her say "creamy" and sunk my tongue in her, spreading the folds away. I tasted it immediately. It was thick and salty and very creamy mixed with her juices. She reached down with her other hand and now pulled my face to her tight with both hands. I dug in! I felt like a starving man devouring his meal. Her feet were still on the ground and I was on my knees between her legs...eating her out with everything I had.
She was right – he had cum a lot. I could tell. There’s no way to really judge something like that but at the time it seemed like a ton of his cum started flowing out of her. I know a lot of it was her juice too but I've eaten her a million times and I can tell what's not the norm. He filled her up with a river of cum it seems. How does that stuff stay up in them like that anyway? I mean it seems the way it starts flowing out that it would do that from the moment it's put in there. Well anyway, it was a lot.
I kept eating and eating and occasionally flicking my tongue down to her anus (always getting an extra special moan when doing that). She was really into my attention too. The way she caressed my head and sides of my face while doing it told me she loved the hell out of it. She had two more small orgasms to go along with however many my boss had given her.
When she signaled to me that she’d had enough, I joined her up on the bed. We both scooted up so our heads were on the pillows. I'm gonna be honest here, the night ended a little disappointing for me. I will tell you what I had planned to do or ask for but never got to do it because she was very tired after the eating. I was going to ask if she would mind giving me a little sample of what she had done for him with her mouth. It's been a little while since I got a nice blowjob and was sort of in the mood for one after hearing how she blew him again. But I could tell as soon as I joined her up on the bed, she was spent. In her defense it was very late by this point. She had worked all day, went out with friends, stopped by and fucked my boss (her lover), came home and entertained the hell out of me, causing me to cum without even touching myself. I mean really, I can't even think of complaining. But I felt a little, well, you know. I just wanted to feel that sexy mouth wrapped around my cock too. There will be other times.
Like I said she was very tired. All that cumming can be very exhaustive. I cuddled up with her with very little talk. She told me she loved how I treat her and how I treat her pussy. I of course told her it's completely my pleasure. She nuzzled her face into my chest and fell almost instantly asleep. I told her how much I loved her but she was softly snoring already and never heard me. And that was the end of that Friday.
I wasn’t expecting anything to happen the next Friday because it was Samantha’s birthday. I figured we’d spend it with her family. But then things started much like the last one. Except she already knew when I talked to her that she was going to be stopping by his house. I didn't ask for any details as I know she tells me what she wants me to know, when she wants me to know. So I played it cool and just told her to have fun. She got home later than last week too, about 1:45 am. I was already laying in bed this time and so horny and ready for her.
I heard the door close downstairs marking her arrival. The clicking of heels walking around, the dropping of her keys on a table, it was all so normal yet so exciting to me. These little things you hear or see in everyday life take on a whole new meaning when it's accompanied with the fact that she's home from being with another man. I turned off the tv and sort of propped myself up on my pillow. Made a last minute survey of the room, nervously checking to make sure everything was in order. Why? Not really sure, just nervous excitement I guess. In my mind I was thinking I wanted everything looking neat and in order so as not to distract her from what I hoped would become her focus. I wanted her to lay with me, and share a little of her evening and a little of herself.
She came walking in and smiled when seeing I was awake and sitting up. She walked over to her vanity and took off her earrings. “Did you miss me?” she asked.
“Very much,” I replied. “How was your night?”
“Very nice, thanks for asking," she said in a cheerful voice with a silly smile. She started undressing right there. She was wearing a tight form fitting black skirt and sleeveless silky type blouse – very well dressed and elegant looking. Hot as always but not quite the look from last week. This was more sophisticated and business-like, in my opinion, but still very nice. Once her clothes and jewelry were off, she walked over and bent down and gave me a little kiss. She was still in her bra and panties and hose and the look was hot. I reached around and rubbed my hand over her ass briefly as we kissed.
“I gotta use the bathroom real quick,” she said. “Hold that thought.”
I laughed. “I've been holding this thought all night.”
She came back and slid under the covers with me, still in her bra and panties. I wrapped an arm around her and asked if she was tired since it was so late. She said a little but she saved some energy just for me. I thanked her and gave her a big kiss which she returned nicely. Her tongue is so soft and sweet and her mouth tasted so good. There isn't anything about this woman I would change. She's perfect to me.
We continued kissing and I started caressing her hip and side of her ass. Enjoying the silky smoothness of her tanned skin. Between kisses I asked again about her night. She said it was very enjoyable. I asked if she felt like telling me about it. “Mmmm,” she cooed sexily. “I might could be persuaded."
I took the cue and started kissing my way down her front. I kissed around the middle of her breast first (bra still on) and then jumped to her belly. She entwined her fingers in my hair and guided me lower. I took my time pausing at various points to lick and suck on a particularly soft or sexy spot. She let out little approving moans or sounds as I worked my way down. When I got to her bellybutton I stopped and stuck my tongue in it, swirling it around in her tiny hole. She giggled liking that. But she started gently pushing me down harder, wanting what she knew was coming. I got down to her panties and decided no teasing was needed this time. I took hold of them and pulled them down her legs. She s
cooted her butt and helped me get them off. Once gone and the covers were kicked to the curb I settled in between her outstretched legs for my feast.
It's funny just a few weeks back I was not that into this act, or at least the thought of this act. I explained it before so I won't rehash it all now but I've come to love it. It's not anything gay or even bisexual in my eyes. It's more an act of devotion and submission to her in my opinion. Sure, I know what’s what and I like the fact that she's filled with his seed. But the thought that makes it so hot and exciting to me is that it’s inside of her now. It's a part of her, mixing with her and becoming one with her. And I get to partake in that. The whole thought and concept really drives me wild with lust just thinking about it. But that said, we really have not discussed the act or what I'm doing. It's just taken on this natural feel and becoming the norm for us. I do want to discuss it at some point and see if she has any deeper thoughts on it, from her side.
I started licking lightly at first. As I inhaled her scent and the scent of his juices, I started really digging in deep. It's overpowering to me. That smell, the taste, the juices start flowing. It's really like a starving man having a meal that's gonna save his life. She played with my hair and helped guide me where she likes me. I was moaning and slurping on her, loving the whole moment. She told me he was really forceful tonight. I continued eating as I listened.
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