I laugh at him."Want your kitten to lick it off, Sir?"
"No, I want to lick my kitten.Come here.It's your turn."His hands reach for me."Come sit on my face."
"Grrrrrr," I purr like a kitten."Me-ow!"
He chuckles."I want you to fuck my face."
I crawl up and spin around, straddling him.His hands touch my waist and guide me as I back into position.Then he cups my ass firmly in his big hands, and they ease me down onto his face.As soon as his lips touch mine, he takes his hands off, and I proceed to fuck it as requested.Sliding up and down, dragging my clit over his tongue, then spreading my legs wider and going down on his tongue as he inserts it and wiggles on my g-spot.Then coming back out and hovering, letting him tease me with it by flicking it, then licking it.I grip the bed covers and hang my head.The whole world centers on my pussy as she grows into a monster that will dominate everything around her.I twerk, too, and that sends me over the edge.I cum on him.
"OOoOOooo."I moan with the sweet, easy release.
When I stop, his hands lay on me, and his thumbs stroke me sweetly, but when I start to rise and get off, they seize me, holding me firmly in place.I push against him by reflex, and his tongue barely touches my clit.It's still super sensitive, and I draw it up trying to get away, but I'm trapped.Pinned down.I hold my breath frozen in place as he flicks it super-fast, and suddenly I'm bursting again with another orgasm.A super-sweet, long one.When it's over, I collapse on his abs and rest, breathing hard and deep.My head rises and falls with his breath as he rubs and caresses me.
Then he slaps my ass hard!"Pow!"
My head jerks up, and I sit on his face again.He pins me down and...."OH FUCK!"I scream!Another wave of super-sensitive clit stimulation begins, and I cum all over him, soaking him with the power of it.When I collapse this time, he lets me rest on his abs, and the rhythm of his breathing, rising and falling, rocks me to sleep.When I wake, I've drooled a puddle of spit on him, and I lick my lips.I feel him wake too when his abs flex, and they become a hard pillow.
I crawl off, and he lets me.I look down on him and smirk, then die laughing.He grins big and beautiful."You, Sir, are a total mess!And need a bath … bad!Shall we have one filled with bubbles again?"
"Yes, Ma'am.Sounds good."
I step off the bed and reach out to him.He takes my hand, and I lean back, pulling him up.He holds it and puts his arm around my shoulders.We walk out to the hot tub, and he flips the switch.The bubbles begin, and we ease in.
"Ah!That feels so good!"
We soak ourselves and relax in silence.Leaning our heads against the edge and touching with only our fingertips, we let the circulating bubbles wash away the remnants of our love-making session.There is no need to talk right now.We are both completely satisfied.My eyes are closed, and my mind is still.Only the soft sensation of the water caressing my skin fills my mind, cleansing it too of the noise that generally stays turned on.
I feel his fingers tapping mine.I open my eyes and turn my head to see him.His expression is so sweet."I enjoy making you moan."
My expression returns his."Ditto."
He laughs."I can tell when you are well-rested.You have very concise communications."
I chuckle and close my eyes."Mmhmm.Your whore is enjoying herself."
"Ready for Round 3?I feel like playing with you again."
I open my eyes to see his twinkling.The crinkle is back, and he pushes off the wall to come to hold me in his arms."What do you have in mind?"I tilt my head and grin as I put my arms around his neck.
"Do you like to swing?"He asks as he walks us to the infinity edge.
That word triggers flashes of images in my head.One right after the other.Quintus, Darren, and Angela, The Swingers, some of my Fucking Fantasies, but just as quickly as they pop in, they are dismissed as ludicrous.He isn't asking that.
He starts to laugh under his breath, and I focus on his face."I don't want to know what ran through your naughty mind, but I was referring to swinging in a sex swing."
"Oh!"I giggle, "That sounds like fun!Is it?"
He laughs."I don't know.I've never used it.But when I bought it, it did."
He slips us carefully over the edge into the cooling pool, and we swim side by side to the other end.We go back inside dripping wet and run through the bedroom to the bath for towels.He grabs our clothes on the way, digs our phones out, tosses them on the bed, then follows me into the bathroom.I go into the closet to grab the towels, and he drops our clothes in a hidden laundry chute in the bathroom.We meet back in the dressing room.He comes in with a black leather harness and drops it on the bench.
"Crucial!"I grin wickedly as I dry my hair."Where did you get that?"I look past him.
"My weight room is off the bathroom.It's been in there, tucked away."
"Ah!A weight room!The thought of watching you work out sounds like fun!"I hand him his towel and admire the way his hand, hidden by the fabric, pushes his skin while he dries himself.His big muscles flow up like a wave because they are so fucking huge!When he is dry, I hold my hand out for the towel, and he gives it to me.I go back into the bathroom to hang them up to dry and see the door cracked.I walk over to it and stick my head in.I'm a little disappointed to see it is just a weight room: no red walls and no unique BDSM toys and tools.
When I come back into the bedroom, he has a Leatherman Multi-Tool out and is attaching the swing to the bed frame.I crawl in the center of the mattress and do my stretches as he works.He occasionally stops to watch me, then grins and gets back at it when I stop and grin at him.
