Earlier chapters in blog posts below this one.
Apologies, seems I missed post this chapter to the group.
"Stand up and turn around."
You slowly get to your feet, blood flowing back in to your limbs and stretch a little, eyes still looking at the floor as you turn towards me. You know better than to fully close your legs the area between them still throbbing, swollen and pink.
It’s clear your words and breath have been having an effect on Claire. The outline in her panties, stretched across her mound, seem fuller than before, the outline of her vulva now clearly defined in the silk material. Her breath is a little deeper and her mouth is slightly open. She has diligently kept her legs open but her knees had twisted slightly inwards as if trying to bring her thighs closer together, perhaps in the frustration of not being able to quell the desire rising there.
It was time to stop that and your next position will help.
"Kneel between Claires legs facing me. Move back as far as you can but do not touch her."
On hearing this, Claire pushes her knees out once more.
You nod, stepping backwards between Claires thighs, mindful of not to making contact. Carefully kneeling, you shuffle backwards watching Claires thighs as you do so but suddenly realise your mistake, you have not taken in to account your arms, currently helping you to move back, and the space required if they are returned to your sides. You will have to pull them forwards, your hands in your lap or risk the wrath of breaking the rules.
Ordinarily, my wrath would not concern you and may even be sought, but this is Claires first time and now is not the time for these types of games. Your hair lightly tickles Claires thighs as it settles against them and she bites her lip gripping the chair arms tighter, feeling the light strands activate nerves so close to her pussy.
"How do you earn what you crave." I ask.
"By showing my desire for what I need." you answer.
I step forwards until I am right in front of you, your face level with the clearly visible bulge in my trousers. In front of you is what you desire, what you have been waiting for. You know what comes next. You were a quick study.
"Sir, may I see you Sir." you ask, I nod, the correct protocol observed.
You reach out, and I cannot help but admire your breasts exquisitely framed by your arms in their forward position. With slightly sharking hands you find my belt before slowly undoing it. Unhooking the top of my trousers and pulling down the zip, your eyes are locked on the shape beneath, never leaving it as you gently slide the material down my legs.
I step out of them and move them to one side before returning to my original position in front of you.
Now it is my turn to have my arousal on display. You smile and move your face closer, lightly touching my hardness against your cheek. You sigh, the smell of me pleasing to you along with the knowledge that you are the one who did this to me. I am still covered by my underwear but the outline is clear, the material moulding tightly around the shape of what’s being held within.
I reach down with one hand, my fingers sliding through your hair, to grasp the back of your head, and hold you there. There is no resistance. You love feeling of my warmth on your cheek, the firmness pulsing with my heartbeat showing how our passion is so deeply intertwined.
You push forwards more firmly this time and my hardness excites you more. As you move your hair is shifts against Claires legs again, causing her to exhale sharply.
"Describe to Claire what you see." I say removing my hand and moving back slightly. Still staring at me, you comply once again.
“Sirs dick is in front of me. He is still wearing his underwear but his shape is obvious as he strains against it.” You reach your hand out to run a finger over it but I stop you…
“Not without my permission.” I scold you and your eyes fall to the floor once more head tilted downwards slightly.
“Continue.”
You look up but only with your eyes.
“It is long, reaching almost to his belly button and the head is clearly defined. I felt the hardness and the veins pulsing along its length when I laid my cheek against it. I want to touch it, free it, see it in all its glory but Sir will not let me.”
You look up into my eyes and my heart melts. I must be strong. With every fibre in my body I just want to pick you up, lay you across the bed and slid into your warm embrace but I must be strong. This is your reward and you deserve more than that.
“Remove my underwear but do not touch my dick with your hands.”
You reach up and hook your fingers into the waistband on each side before begin pulling the them down. The band catches on the head of my dick and you suddenly look a little perplexed, at not being able to move any further. After a moment a smile catches your lips and bending forwards you use your teeth to pull the band in front of you just enough to free me and I spring in to view, narrowly missing your nose as you quickly move back. The waistband quickly snaps back against my balls, sending a jolt of pain and causing another pulse of blood swelling me before your eyes.
That move was deliberate, but impressed by your ingenuity in working around the rules I let it slide, as you knew I would. This is a game and whilst not equals, you have your own power too.
Your eyes lock on the head, glistening with the excitement, never leaving it as your hands, pull the underwear the rest of the way to the floor. I step out and kick them to one side, causing them to rest in a pile next to my trousers.
My lust is standing, straining for your touch, and you are clearly eager to wrap your fingers around me, to feel the firmness, the warmth, but I have not yet given you permission. For now, you can only look.
“Oh Sir.” You murmur quickly licking your lips.
“Tell Claire.”
You shake your head from side to side for a minute, not as a ‘no’ but as if trying to bring yourself back to reality.
"I have released Sirs dick. It is standing, hard and ready. The head is smooth, swollen and glistening deep red. The shaft is long and firm, I can see the veins standing out, throbbing with his heartbeat." You groan pushing your face against me, feeling the firmness pushing back against your cheek.
I let that one slide.
"Please may I taste you sir. May I show you how much I want you? “
I nod but say, "Only with your mouth."
I know this will be a challenge. I am rock hard and pointing upwards. Trying to get me in your mouth from a kneeling position without using your hands will be difficult but I also know you like this type of game and you’re very good at it.
You stick out your tongue and with its tip run it, from the base, up along the shaft, to the sensitive part where it connects to the head and plant a soft kiss. It jerks in response and the head lightly tapping you on the nose. Too slow this time, you think, releasing a chuckle.
You raise yourself to your full hight and bend your neck forward, tilting your head downwards before forming an O with your mouth. Shielding your teeth from my sensitive glands and engulf me slowly applying pressure with your wet tongue while sliding it along the bottom of my shaft.
Lowering yourself to a more comfortable position pulls my dick down until it’s am almost parallel with the ground and then you push forwards allowing me to sink deeper into your warm wet embrace.
One, two and then three inches disappear into you before you start to pull back leaving just the head inside. I feel your tongue swirl around the glans as you gently suck creating a soft cocoon of flesh lighting fire in the nerves it touches. I tilt my head back and now is my turn to moan.
As you are unable, it is my turn to relay what is going on to Claire.
“I am in her mouth and it is so warm and wet. She has been holding my sensitive head between her lips but now has started to move her head forwards, engulfing me deeper. Her tongue is lightly brushing the area just below the head and it feels fantastic. Now it is travelling down the shaft as I move deeper. It feels wonderful.”
Just then I pull back, not willing to let you overwhelm me at this point and suddenly I am released from your mouth, the length you have taken within you shiny with a thin coating of your saliva. As my dick returns to a near vertical position you pull your head back again, not wanting me to bounce off your nose for a second time. The warmup is over, time for the game to begin.
"Sir I want more and I want to go deeper. Will you please help me? “, you ask your eyes looking up at me, a naughty smile once again appearing creeping across your lips and with that the game begins.
Whilst you enjoy pleasuring me with your mouth, you find it difficult to go more than three inches before reaching your throat, causing you to gag if done by yourself. Over time, based on your desire to push yourself further, we agreed that I would help, but we would have a signalling system for you to let me know when things got too much and I should back off. I decide to let you show what you have learnt.
"Yes." I say. Just one word but with it the bond of trust is reaffirmed.
You raise you left hand and I reach out, interlocking my fingers with yours. If you give me a firm squeeze, regardless of what is happening, I will pull back and out of your mouth. This is my promise to you and it is one I have always honoured. Today will be no different.
I place my other hand around the back of your head and, once again, you stretch up and engulf me. Moving your head towards me, I feel the delicate sensation of you warm, wet mouth moving along my shaft, slowly going deeper as you settle your hips back down, until you stop once again. With a tiny nod of your head, I start pulling your head gently towards me allowing myself to push deeper in to your throat.
“My dick is inside her mouth again and she is now taking me deeper, into her throat. Uhh, her tongue is flicking from side to side under my shaft as it moves into her. Fuck that’s good!”
You remembered, I think to myself as your tongues dance intensifies the feeling in my shaft.
Stopping after one more inch, I relax my arm and allow your head to pull back. You take a breath around my head as it reaches your lips and nod once again. We repeat this, going an extra inch at a time, until I finally feel you squeeze my hand at six inches and I pull out. Whilst I miss the sensations of your mouth, I know keeping your trust is much more important.
“Is that your limit” I ask gently and you nod to me, tears in your eyes. I know you have pushed yourself hard.
“But I still want you in my mouth”, you quickly reply looking up at me once more. “Please put it back in, I want more and I want to hear what I am doing to you Sir. I want you to let me know how much of a dirty slut I am.” Nodding, I comply.
This time it is me who angles my dick lower and as I push myself between your soft lips, those delicious sensations return as your mouth takes me deeper, sucking and teasing me.
Gently I pull your head towards me, six inches and no more, the limit defined. You pull back and I allow you to move, only pulling forwards again when the head of my dick is the only thing your tongue is still able to tease, and the rhythm is set.
“I am sliding my dick, still wet with her saliva, back into her mouth again, pushing it between her lips, deep in to her welcoming wetness. My little slut is teasing me with her tongue, sucking me deeper. That's its slut, keep taking me, suck me into you, keep your tongue moving. Uhh, I can feel my hardness filling your little slut mouth. That’s it, I can feel the entrance to your throat gripping my head. Pull yourself onto me, grab my butt and use it to pull yourself forward.” You grab me and your arms start moving, following my instructions, forcing your mouth further on to my shaft.
“Her cock sucking mouth is so tight and wet. She has learnt well on how to please me. She knows she must do a good job if she wishes to get what she needs… isn’t that right slut ?” You pause, quickly nodding, before continuing the onslaught.
“Damn, you really are loving this, having my dick inside your warm wet mouth aren’t you slut ?. Look at you driving yourself on to me, fuck I think you have gone even deeper than before but you really don’t care do you ?. You just need as much as you can get. What a good little cock slut you are.”
You know these questions require no answer, they are designed to drive your passion upwards once again and it is working. You love this power you have in getting me to speak dirty to you and that, in a way, turns you on all the more.
As your movements speed up, you make me feel like a poor man, my words start to falter, not by loss of money but by the loss of my will, expertly draining it away with your mouth, sucking it in to you with every movement of your head, threatening to leave me empty before I am ready, before you have been rewarded.
You know exactly what you are doing and the effect it is having on me. My words are starting to fail me and I am swelling deep in your throat. I may be your Dom, in control of your submissiveness, but this is a game you like to play, to drive me crazy, to take my control, and you play it like a master but I know I cannot let you win.
Just as I reach the verge of loosing control, I pull back in time with you and am free. My own senses scream at me, asking me what the hell I am doing, telling me we were so close but I must battle them, pushing them down, quieting their voices until only a whisper of disappointment remains.
I bend down and for the first time of the night I give you a kiss on your beautiful saliva covered lips. Tender, mouth closed but conveying more than just mere passion. This was a kiss that says I see you, I know you and I respect you. You have done well and you now deserve your reward.
You look up at me again and smile.
Now it is time to turn my attention to Claire and see if she is ready to join our world…
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8 comments
Wow, a great sexy story and the pic is extremely gorgeous
Thank you.
Love too have sex with her
Very excited
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