2 weeks ago. Tue 08 May 2018 11:54:03 PM IDT
She pinned my wrists to the bed as she straddled my waist and kissed me deeply. I could easily have overpowered her and flipped her on her back, but that was not our dynamic. It had been a particularly stressful week and she knew I was dealing with some rather intense work stress. She was intent on taking my mind off the real world for a little while. For that, I was truly grateful.
Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberry. She is a lip-gloss fiend and I end up wearing more of it than her when she decides to kiss me. I think she just enjoys embarrassing me when she wipes it from my lips with her thumb, but I don’t mind. Just minutes ago, she had stripped me naked and explored my naked body with her hands. Her jeans now ground against my hungry cock and I could see down her shirt as she kissed me longingly.
“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked when she momentarily broke our kiss and I all too quickly nodded yes. She knew that I did but wasn’t going to give in so easily.
“Have you been a good boy?” She teased as she sat up and took off her shirt and brassiere.
“Yes.” I managed as she freed her breasts and leaned back down, pressing them against my chest as she kissed me again. She kicked off her shoes and fumbled with her socks before she sat back up and unbuttoned her jeans. She then stood over me and pulled them off, standing over me in just her panties. I could see they were damp and her perky nipples begged to be suckled, but they were just out of reach. I must have licked my lips, but she was having none of that.
“Now, now… You haven’t earned that privilege yet,” she teased. She placed her foot on my chest and pulled her panties to the side and slowly drew here finger back and forth between her lips.
For the next few minutes I enjoyed the view as she pleasured herself. I wanted more than anything for her to drop to her knees and place her sex on my face. What I wouldn’t have done to taste her nectar and give her pleasure.
“I’m going to give you a choice,” she said. “I can straddle your face or I can ride your cock, but you can only choose one.”
“Fuck.” I slipped. I hated that she was making me choose. But I hadn’t had an orgasm in over a week and I had just gone down on her a few hours before.
“I figured that would be your choice,” she teased, knowing that my curse wasn’t an admission, but I wasn’t about to protest. She slid off her panties and lowered herself onto my throbbing cock. She held my wrists down against the bed and offered me her nipple as she began to ride my cock.
I lasted less than five minutes before I warned her of my impending orgasm. My warning only fueled her desire as she rode me harder and soon I cried out as my seed filled her womb. She slowed her pace until my breathing recovered and kissed me again. I could feel my seed dripping from her sex and trickling between my legs. Then she broke our kiss and looked me deep in the eye and I could almost read her mind.
“I know I cheated and didn’t give you a fair chance to choose, but since you got your orgasm, I’m going to straddle your face while you use your tongue and make me cum again.”
She knew I loved the taste of my seed and her arousal. Part of me wanted to question my luck and ask what I had done to earn her favor on this day. But I was not a fool and I was not about to jinx my newfound favor.