Getting out of the bathtub, feeling hotter than the water in it, I made my way to the master bedroom on shaky legs and tingling with anticipation. Feeling kind of strange as I hadn't slept in that room in a while. Stopping at the door, I stood there watching as he stripped the bed down to the bottom sheet, having made a nest of pillows in front of one of the bedroom winged back chairs and takes a seat.
"Come here," he said, his tone a command with just a hint of lust running around the edges.
I hesitated to remember the last time I was in this room and the humiliation...
"Stop that! I'm not him and he isn't here, "he said, his voice matching the frown on his handsome face only equal to the tightening of his full lips.
Taking a deep breath as I pushed the unpleasant memories out of my way, I smiled, feeling myself warming again despite the cooling of my damp skin.
"Now, come here and suck and lick my balls. I know you missed that... I missed it. I couldn't get wait until you got your hands and mouth on me when we had our together time. No one has been able to make me orally like you do. "
Standing there watching him, I to started to remember how I use to all but chase him out of his pants to get at his cock. When I did, I feasted on him until he came spraying my face, upper body, and down my throat with his warm sticky cum. Then I started remembering the first time I found him in the gym locker room after hours fresh from a shower and dressed. I knew that no one was around but us, so I did what I had wanted to do since he enters my class. I got down on my knees in front of him, pulling down his sweatpants as I went freeing his cock. Wasting no time, I sucked as much of his cock into my mouth. Then taking one slow long wet suck to the head of his cock I r and licking it from base to head. I lost myself in oral admiration, much as I was doing now. I don't remember walking over to him and kneeling between his legs, but there I was, mouth on cock and hands alternating between balls and his muscular ass. It was my turn to have him howling, and I did it with glee and lust. Sucking his cock while applying just the right pressure and teeth where and when needed. It was when I was massaging his balls with my lips as I hand pumped his cock, he pushed me away down among the nest of pillows at his feet. Laying there, letting the sound return to my ears seem to be replaced by the roaring sound of him.
"Ohh Noo baby I'm not yet to come yet."
The look on his face was one that I hadn't seen, or at least I don't think I had. It was a look that suggested I was getting ready to experience a side of him that I hadn't known, and maybe I might learn something new about myself as well.
"What do I have to do?" I asked quietly, licking my lips for any drops of precum left and the lingering taste of his flesh in my mouth.
For a week you will do what I say to the letter. Know that I will never put you in a place of danger or embarrassment. In turn, you will give control of yourself to me in every way.
"I don't understand," I said as I started arranging myself in the nest of pillows with my legs spread and giving him a clear view of my wet aching pussy as I lean back and playing with my left breast in such a way it was if I was offering it to him.
"Yes my dear you do remember we have play this game once before," his voice sounds smooth as silk wrapped around a hammer. Yes, I had been the dominating one since I had all the power, and he had, well, want I needed and wanted. Now it seems things may have changed.
"Ohhh ok," I said with no fear, only desire and growing need.
You were at my beck and call at all times. I didn't care what you have to do or what excuses you have to make when I say, come you do. Oh, and you are to maintain your image while wearing skirts and no panties. Yes, bare assed and pussy free for my pleasure when and whatever I decide to do to you and with you. Do you remember? He asked his voice heavy with intimate suggestion accented with a wicked smile that brightens his eyes.
My breath caught in my throat, realizing by my response that he still affected me in such a way that I would have been his whore if he wanted me to with no regard to my life, and he knew it. He came out of the chair, moving in a suggestive dominating manner picking me up and disposing on the bed before lowering his body onto top of mine. Using his elbow supporting his upper body as his lower body made itself known. Looking into my eyes, he used his tongue to trace the outline of my full lips. Then he is kissing me softly as he lowers his body on top of me, exhibiting more control than I had. Like now I was then, I wanted him to fuck me until I couldn't think anymore, lost in an orgasm that curled my toes. Sliding into the past, I remembered my wrists being grabbed and held by his left hand as he used his right to guide his cock into my hot wetness...Oh God FUCK ME! I screamed over and over again, slamming my pussy on his cock.
So he did, and I loved it.