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Her mind was full of fantasies…..thoughts of what he would do next….and the torment of waiting was driving her cravings into a brink of sheer and unadulterated lustful madness.
The spontaneity was once again relevant, and now danger was involved, which set her mind on fire as to how to accomplish pleasing him in every way shape and form, while attempting to eliminate the danger factor, even as arousing at that was all by itself. Once again she raced around in an effort for perfection, to no avail.
She arrived this time in her gym clothing, black shirt and shorts, holding a lollipop in one hand, and a gift for him in the other. A small sentiment to show the feelings she had for him, which did not begin to express what she was truly feeling. She was anxious, tormented, and about to experience things she had never even imagined would happen to her. He greeted her with a sharp swat to her ass, and a sweet kiss.
She sat on the couch while he completed his work, waiting and watching his form while her mind raced:

“Such a strong man, so diligent in his life, his work, his touchstone”

Her mind swam with so many thoughts, so many questions, and a hungry eagerness to learn, with Him.
When his tasks were complete, he offered her his hand, and gently lifted her from the couch. He explained to her that he was going to teach her the art of ‘submissive presentation’. He directed her to stand with her eyes forward, never looking into his eyes or turning her head unless told, her hands at her sides, posture perfect, and then directed her to remove her shirt, and to fold it neatly on the table next to her. She removed her shirt slowly, revealing her peach silk bra, and he showed his sweet approval. He then directed her to remove her shorts, and to fold them as she had the shirt, and she did exactly as she was told. He held a rather sharp leather paddle in his hand, seven inches in length, and one inch wide. He was periodically swatting her all over her taut skin while she began this lesson. He then had her do the same with her bra and thong, and complimented her taste in intimates. Now he demonstrated what he expected from her. She was to hold her breasts up, cupping them gently and pleasantly ask him for his approval.
She held her breasts up and in a shy voice muttered with an involuntary nervous giggle:

“Do you approve, Sir?”

He looked to her and she turned instinctively.

“Eyes forward and you can ask me better than that. NO GIGGLING!”

He exclaimed in a sharp tone.

“Do you approve, Sir?!?”

Her throat felt like the words were caught there.

“I approve.”

He spoke in a very sweet voice and stood directly in front of her, gripping her nipples and pinching them harshly as she desperately tried not to wince, or to look him in the eyes.
Now he directed her to place her forefinger from each hand around her lower lips, and to spread herself for him. Now she did not need any more direction. She placed her fingers against her cleanly shaven lips, spread them and in a proud voice exclaimed:

“Do you approve, Sir?”
“Oh yes I approve”

He answered as he swatted her spread lips harshly with the paddle, and gently caressed her mouth with his tongue.
Now he directed her to move forward, placing her hands flat against the floor, and her ass against her heels. She moved her head to the floor as each hand moved back, and gently opened her warm virgin rosebud, which was her most feared area, and after both of her tiny hands had her spread to perfection she softly but diligently asked:

“Do you approve, Sir?”
“I approve.”

He granted her as the swat of his paddle struck her three times against each cheek, and then lightly traced all the way up her inner skin, as if checking her for dust.

“You will present to me very clean. You will always have an impeccably clean mouth, pussy, and ass. Do you understand?
“Yes Sir”

She purred.
He kissed her once more, and then began swatting her breasts with the paddle. His swats were directed against only her nipples, and struck straight down, as he cupped one and then the other, while watching them grow tight and ruby hard.
He then moved her to the end of the bed, and directed her to crawl up, and place her hands flat against the bed, the top of her head against the bedspread. He then strapped both of her ankles with restraints, and then had her hand him her arms, one by one, as they were clamped together to the ankle restraints. He then used Shibari rope to wrap around her arms and legs and then up around the base of her hair in a manner so that when she moved, her hair moved with her. Her hands were crossed at the top of her ass; her feet were touching at the soles, and what remained of her unbound hair, swept across her eyes and cheeks as she relished in the feeling of her predicament, and the sight she must have been. The next sound she heard was that of mild buzzing, and the sharp penetration of a tiny vibrating anal plug. This was placed within the ropes so that when she moved, her hair and now the tool of torment moved with her. Her body moved uncontrollably, fighting and feeling every movement, as she purred and moaned in pleasure and pain. She tried to control the harsh penetration, but the harder she tried, the more angry to tool seemed to get.
She then felt the sensation she had craved for so long. The oh so soft feeling of the flogger caressing her skin very gently, across her shoulders and spine and then the first fall of the torment that rang like more of a thud than a slap against her aching ass. She moaned out loud and arched her spine, lifting her body some, which sent the vibration into her more quickly. Her feet pressed together and her toes curled as she could hear him groaning behind her, and executing his orchestration against her taken mind and body. She could see him in her imagination, feel him with her body, taste him in her cravings, and cried out for more as her body wept in sensual desire.

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease Sir Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre”

She begged with quivering lips.
His orchestration continued until the rosy hue of her ass grew very warm, and then he placed his warm mouth around each of her toes, feeling her shiver with pleasure and pain.
She then felt him turning her body, and could see his eyes as well as the artistic work of the predicament she had been placed in. The ankle restraints were unfastened and her legs were now free. She smiled and licked her lips as he now attached clover clamps to her nipples, and tugged lightly at the chain. He then told her to close her eyes and legs, as he placed a long vibrator against her aching core. He left her there and while the sensations moved through her body, she wondered:

“What else does he have in that wicked bag?”

He returned with a blindfold, placed it across her eyes, and removed the vibration. Now she felt a tool of torment penetrate her ass that did not vibrate, and the chain of the clover clamps lift as high as they could reach. Pain swept through her entire body and she bit her lip in agony. The sweet soft brush of the flogger was now dancing across her skin, while her nipples ached and her ass stretched. The flogger began against her arms, across her elevated breasts and nipples, down her tummy, and then struck more sharply against her clit. He moved in very close to her and whispered:

“Are you ok?”
“Yes Sir.”

She managed to exhale.
He then pushed into her with strength and very thick arousal. Her inner walls blossomed for him like that of a blooming flower as waves of sensations swept into her very subconscious. His body was pushing against the intruder and she began to spasm. Long, slow thrusts into her body, as her feet now met his chest, and hearts raced. Growling and shivering as the chain was lifted once again and her nipples ached in agony.

“So warm and inviting”

He complimented as the orchestration continued.

“Do you want to cum?”

He taunted.

“YES SIR!!!!”

She exclaimed as their bodies bucked wildly.

“Not yet.”

He denied as he removed her from all of her restraints and sat her up against the edge of the bed, smiling as he took her hand and walked her to the couch.
He directed her to place her hands against the top of the couch and one knee on each cushion, and to hold her spine very straight forward, level with the ceiling. His arousal moved into her harshly and all at once as waves of pleasure crashed through their bodies. His hands grasped her ass and his moans rang in her ears as they began to rock in this dance of craving lust. Her purrs grew louder as his deep thrusting held her on the edge or orgasm, and she begged with crying agony for release.

I am on the edge…..Ohhhhh please Sir, let me cum.”
“Cum for me NOW…….cum all over my balls”

His command rang in her ears and her body reacted…..her orgasm completely his, as her inner walls contracted and collided as his rope of cum met her splash. They rode the waves of guttural pleasure, hearing the breathing,and feeling the sensation of their sexual scent surround them.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted her from the couch, turning her now as she looked into his eyes and was moved to her side on the bed. His hand then moved to the base of her neck, as he guided her mouth to him. Her tongue tingled as she tasted remnants of his orgasm, and she pressed gently into the tip, as his hand gripped her tighter. Her hand stroked him firmly at the base, as he had taught her, and his tip grew harder in her lips, She made a perfect ring with only her lips, and tightened against his base, feeling his cock swell and her cheeks cave. He then grasped her by her hair and pulled her off…..

“You have been craving to drink my cum, haven’t you?” Plead for it.”

He demanded.
Her face was tight with her hair pulled back, as she pleaded with aching eyes:

“Ohhhhhhhhh please Sir…..feed me”

He moved her back and shivered with a control she had never felt, guiding and hardening, thicker and harder, as grunts and the sweet sound of her mouth hungrily slurping him rang around them. Tears jumped from her eyes as she felt the back of her throat open and the gag overwhelm her body…..and just when she thought the rope would be fed to her….. He denied her and lifted her body from him.
Now he positioned her body with her legs dangling over the side of the bed. No restraints, no weapons of torment…..Her mind raced as he lifted her legs and placed the soles of her feet flat against his strong chest. He looked deeply into her eyes as he entered her ass…….and a wave of pleasure struck her very core. Her cries were overwhelming…..begging him to never stop…..

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh my God……Please Sir…..Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease don’t ever stop.”
“Soooooo tight and warm”

He hungrily gasped as his rhythm thrust deeper and faster.

“Do you want my cum deep in your ass? Beg girl…..beg for my cum NOW!”

She could hear the words sing out of her lips as if she had needed to say them her entire life:

“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease Sir cum in my aching ass……I am all Yours.”

She felt the rush of his release fill her body and felt as if her soul had lifted and was watching the euphoria beneath her. Her nails grazed the skin against his inner thighs from under them, and as he moved up next to her, she felt the beat of their hearts had become one. Her face leaned into the nook of his shoulder and he ran his finger very gently into her spine as he chuckled, lifted a brow and whispered:

“So much for your most feared area.”

She moved very close to him, looking into his now very deep blue evil eyes…..so dark and mysterious….drenched in lust and sheer satisfaction.

       You are sitting at your desk.  I walk up behind you out of your line of vision.  Bending down…I whisper in your ear…rule #1, eyes straight ahead.  Rule #2, lay your arms on the armrests.  I then restrain your arms.  I can hear your breath hitch as I do this and I grow excited because I know what is coming next.  So far, you can pick up the faint trace of perfume I have on but that is all.  I step in front of you and can hear your gasp.  Attired in black lace…the thong a mere swatch covering me.  The lace bra teasing you with the shadows of my hard nipples.  Complete with garter and heels…I feel incredibly sensual and can feel myself growing damp.  I can feel your eyes burning into me and I hear you groan.  I bend close to you and whisper ‘I want you to see what you do to me.’  I straighten up and back away slowly.  ‘When I think about you…all I can imagine is your hands on me.’  I run my hands over my stomach slowly up and over my ribcage until I cup my breasts.  Your eyes are riveted on me…not certain what to expect.  I undo the front clasp and let the bra slide to the floor.  Nipples erect…I caress them slowly and moan. ‘I can feel your mouth on me…licking and sucking.’  I then continue, ‘When I hear your voice…I start to throb.’ I run my hands down my body lightly until I reach my thong.  I slowly pull it down over my hips and kick it to the side.  You are starting to breath heavy and I can see the outline of your hardness straining against your zipper.  I sit on the edge of the desk…directly in front of your chair.  Spreading my legs…I run my hand over my aching mound.  My fingers getting slick with my essence.  ‘Mmmm…and how I luv your mouth on me.’  Leaning forward, never taking my eyes off of yours, tracing your lips with my wet fingers.  You take my fingers into your mouth and suck them making us both moan.  I can feel the heat curling deep inside me…demanding release.  I sit back and continue to stroke myself…breathing faster.  You look back at me and I can see the conflict in your eyes, a part of you wanting this teasing to continue and another part of you wanting it to be over.  ‘But I need you filling me to bring me the satisfaction I demand.’  I reach behind me and pull out my vibe.  You pull at the restraints slightly and groan…but still when I turn it on and lower it to my clit.  I lightly run it over my wet slit…making sure that you can fully see every move that I am making.  The head of it gets wet with my juices and I moan loudly…and slowly insert it to ease the ache. ‘Mmmmm…I need you inside me,’ I groan….thrusting the vibe in and out…my head thrown back.  Faster and harder…my back arching…until I can feel the explosions rocking my body.  As my shudders subside…I stand up and walk over to you..bending down and softly kiss you on your lips and whisper…’that’s how you make me feel.’

Well Lover,

Since you asked me, I shall do as I was told to.

I got up this morning and checked email, I always smile when I see yours, wickedly I might add! I sent you a note and went upstairs to shower and get around. I left at 7:40 am and arrived around 9:15 and checked into the room. I called him to let him know what room I was in and left the door slightly ajar. I stripped down to my black lace boy shorts and stood there waiting for him to arrive. When he walked in, I kissed his cheek and ordered him to strip. He wanted to see some dominance, so I kept it light. With his owning a few companies he always comes to me tense. He stripped nude and layed on the bed as instructed on his stomach. I oiled my fingers up and began massaging his back and listening to him talk about his issues that he would have to take care of. I felt bad, he had decided to let a few people go, so me being me, I always play devils advocate and ask hard questions. Which is something he likes me to do. I continued to massage his back staying straddled over his naked body massaging the tension from his shoulders, moving down his spine and over his lower back. Getting up I went to turn on the air and felt him watch my every movement, I’m not the shy type, and I love to flirt. I smiled and massaged his thighs and legs easing him up. I then ordered him to roll over where I could see his face, I sat beside him and massaged the front of his shoulders talking to him but I could tell by his erection his mind was no longer on business. I smiled wickedly and leaned down watching his face as I flicked my tongue along his shaft, he moaned and reached back to grab a pillow placing it under his shoulders so he could see what I was doing. I continued the torture with my tongue taking him deep into my throat every so often, telling him he was not allowed to cum until I said so. I slipped a small vibrator over my oiled finger and ran it over the sensitive tip of his cock. I felt his body stiffen and told him to relax, I wouldn’t hurt him, just lay back and enjoy the feeling. His being new to that domination, I kept taking him to the edge and stopping as he was about to cum. I oiled my hands up, smiling with my fascination of the male anatomy, begin stroking his cock. He looked at me and said if I kept doing that he wouldn’t be able to hold back. I very gently explained in a firm tone that I was in control and he would do as I said. I could feel he was working hard to hold back, knowing how hard it is to keep holding back, I looked at him and asked if he would like to cum, he said no. I kept going asking again in a firmer tone, he asked if I wanted him to cum, I said yes and immediately his throbbing shaft exploded giving me the thrill I always love. I waited a moment before sliding my tongue over his sensitive shaft. His head fell back moaning. I let him recover as we talked a little more about my business plan. I was feeling a need that I had to fill. I straddled him and kissed him deeply teasing his throat with gentle nips working over his collar bone.

I began moving my hips to work my wet pussy over his cock, feeling him slide in oh so decadently. I moved back and forth his hands grasping my hips pushing me harder until I screamed and came all over his cock. I sat up not ready to stop just yet and grabbed the small vibrator slipping it over my clit. I rode his cock and pleasured my clit with the toy until I let out a growl and came all over him again. I felt his cock explode again not long after my orgasm. We lay there talking about his other sugarbaby, my questions for a fantasy he mentioned he had. He explained her build, height and her attitude. I suggested to him that perhaps if she didn’t know about me, maybe he should gently approach that subject to see how she felt about it. He smiled telling me he loved my wickedness. He threw me up on my hands and knees getting behind me running his nails down my back as he pumped into me once more. This time filling me up until I leaked intertwined juices down my thighs. We both collapsed and talked a bit more. I had forgotten that today was a short day for his office and he needed to get back and wrap things up. We showered washing each other to get the sweet almond scented oil off his body. We dressed, he kissed my cheek and walked me to the door. We left going our seperate ways without notice……I drove home thinking about you and what you were doing wondering how you’d reacted to my dropping my cell number in an email like that.

Well, Lover, there’s your story and I hope you like it…..

S

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The best blow job.

My boyfriend came over last night and I decided to give him a big sunrise. I had decided we were in our relationship long enough to do something besides just have the same old sex. I had decided to give him The Best Blow Job, ever. So he came over and we ate a light dinner and I opened a nice bottle of wine, and we started drinking and talking, every time I could without him knowing I refilled his wine. I could tell it was starting to take effect as we started making out, I felt his tongue enter my mouth and we French kissed, our tongues entwined and I could feel his warm breath in my mouth. He pulled back and started kissing me on my neck, gently then nibbled on my ear, and was getting really turned on, I pulled his shirt off and started kissing him on the neck and slowly worked my way to his small but firm man tits, sucking them and playing with them, he seemed to be getting turned on and let me go at them for a bit. I then reached down and unbuckled his belt with one hand, and unbuttoned his jeans, then I slowly slid his zipper down, tugging at it every now and then when it refused to come all the way down. I slid my hand inside his pants through his open fly and felt the bulge of his cock that was already hard. I am sure he thought it wouldn’t be long and he would be putting his nice hard 7 inch cock in my warm wet pussy, like normal, but tonight it was going to be different.

I pulled at his pants with both hands grabbing his under wear with them and yanked them toward his feet, he lifted his butt up just enough so I could slide them off, and as I did his hard cock popped out and sprung toward my face. After sliding his pants off his feet, I took his cock in my hand him sitting on the couch and me kneeling in front of him, I started stroking his cock and I could see the glisten of a drop of pre cum on the head of his cock. I bent over and licked the small drop of cum of the head of his cock dipping my tongue into the little pee whole, he let out a small whine. I then slipped the head of his cock into my mouth and started pushing it deeper into my mouth, I could feel the head of his dick slip past my teeth and slide along the top of my tongue as I pushed as much of his throbbing cock into my mouth as far as I could. I then let it rest there for a bit as I looked up into his eyes he glanced down at me and the closed his eyes as he was apparently enjoying it. I then pulled back letting his cock slide out of my mouth until just the tip was still in my mouth, then I rammed my mouth back down on his cock sucking hard at the same time he let out a loud groan and I knew he was enjoying himself. I then took one hand and cupped his balls squeesing on the lightly while I moved up and down the throbbing shaft of his cock with such force I thought my lips would give out and I could feel him hitting the back of my throat with his cock. He was now rising up to meet my downward thrust and letting out continous moans. I could taste more pre cum and I knew it wouldnt be long. He started telling me to stop becuase he was going to cum, I just ssqueezed his balls a little harder and slammed his cock in and out with even a faster rythm. I could tell he wasn’t going to be much longer, then I felt him stiffen up like I had during sex, and I knew I had him, I then felt hot jets of warm salty cum shooting deep into my mouth and I started swallowing his cum as fast as I could, I couldn’t swallow fast enough and I had to open my mouth slightly to let some of his seed slide past my lips. I swallowed and kept pumping him into my mouth until he relaxed and slumped back into the couch. I then slowly with drew his cock from mu mouth and licked it up and down cleaning the cum off his swollen cock head and all along the shaft,

When I finished up, I said baby how was that, for dessert and he said that was The Best Blow job ever. I stood up removed all my clothes and said good because know you have to eat my pussy until you are hard again and can fuck me good.. We traded positions and he started in. What happened next will have to wait for part two of this story…..

She lay there nude on a blanket in the balmy heat of the night. No one was around and it was late, so all the good boys and girls had long gone to bed. She couldn’t sleep; thoughts of him flitted through her mind. She lay there thinking about his deep blue eyes, wicked smile and long black hair. He served lunch for she and her friends most of the time during the day. He had a catering boat that came out past the docks. He was a fantastic cook; he cooked as well as he looked. She loved to watch his hands move about his utensils wondering if it were like that when he made out with a woman. She was lost deep in thought and barely heard someone walking up. She had turned and was lying on her stomach when he approached; he stood there watching her. He’d noticed her as much as she had noticed him. He wasn’t one who made it a point to find out much about women, hell he had a whole bevy of them. She seemed different though. She seemed like she was like a hungry tigress unsettled behind a gilded cage of catty friends. They were all beautiful, she was just…special.

She looked up to see him standing there, clad in shorts and nothing else but a smile. Now how would she get out of this one? She lay there looking up; he stood there looking down. He noticed the curve of her backside that led up into the divot in the small of her back to the lean curves of her back all the way to her face, auburn hair and round green eyes. Her eyes reminded him of a cat, always curious and seemed to have a look of one who had eaten the proverbial canary. She spoke first saying, “Hello, Rob.” Without an invite he sat down beside her and ran his fingers over the divot in the small of her back. His deep blue eyes searching her green ones, as if to ask if it were ok that he were here while she was nude. She rolled over stretching out, looking up at the stars. He was a little surprised she was so nonchalant about her nudity. She said, “Lay down here and check the stars out, it’s pretty cool.” He couldn’t speak, but lay back on the blanket with her looking at the stars. The stars weren’t where his attention was focused, his eyes kept traveling over her large breasts, down her flat stomach and his mouth watered when he looked at her creamy thighs and saw a slight patch of hair at her pubic bone. She noticed his concentration was focused on her body, so she rolled over and took a sip of cold wine. She raised a brow and rested her chin on his chest. She picked up her glass and poured a small amount of cold wine on his belly, most of it landing in a pool around his belly button. She leaned down letting her tongue dip in and out of the wine like a cat would do when it drinks. She smiled as her fingers played over his thighs, making him gasp for breath. “Well you’ve wondered about it, so why not?” she whispered. Her fingers unsnapped his shorts moving them to the side exposing his engorged cock. She ran her fingers over it, “Mmmmm, velvet covered steel,” she mused letting her fingers tease and taunt him. She moved down letting her tongue slide over the trail where her fingers had just been. His hips bucked up as her hand cupped his balls while she slide his cock deeper inside her mouth. She licked, stroked and sucked until he could stand it no more. She pumped him harder with her mouth until she felt him harden, he moaned unable to hold his climax any longer. She felt the warm sensation of his seed pumping into her mouth; she waited until she could no longer feel it throbbing. She moved up, taking a sip of wine swallowing the liquid along with his seed. She smiled kissing his lips softly. “I’ll see you for lunch tomorrow?” she smiled, got up taking her wine and walking back to the house leaving him to think about what had just happened.

Happy hour had just started to get crazy when she walked in the bar. She smiled and shook her head looking around at all the people, she thought, this is the craziest thing I’ve ever done.

She saw him tending bar, he looked like Girard Butler, there was no doubt about it. She stepped over and seated herself at the end of the bar. It took him a few moments to spot her; he smiled as his heart jumped. “She’s here,” he said under his breath. He wasn’t sure if she was serious about coming all the way to Baltimore to see him. But here she was, sitting at his bar. He mixed up a dirty martini and had his bar back take it down to her. She smiled and accepted it politely. He had a buxom blonde chatting him up with her long nails running down his forearm. He smiled shaking his head. So this was how it was gonna be, he would have to work all night knowing she would be sitting there watching him. That was the agreement they came to. She flew out to Baltimore on a business trip and wanted to just watch him work.

She sat there watching him interact with the clientele all night, he had a bevy of fans and all she could do was giggle. It wasn’t that she went unnoticed. Her red hair and alabaster colored skin made her a target for a few of the bar patrons looking for company that night. She’d decided to play along; she’d let a couple of them buy her drinks. She would always thank them politely and just give idle chat. Both people were watching each other, looking over at each other from time to time. He would wink at her, she would raise a brow. Last call came around finally and she stepped into the ladies room to freshen up. Thankfully it wasn’t a smoking bar, she already felt like she needed a shower from being in a room full of people. When she finished freshening up, she walked back to the bar as though she had forgotten something. She stepped in the door and stood quietly in a corner until he locked the doors. She quietly seated herself on the barstool finishing her third martini watching him close the bar out. Neither spoke as he finished his tasks. She was watching one of the TVs not paying attention until he walked around the bar. She smiled watching him walk over to her. His hand sliding under her hair pulling her in for a deep kiss, his tongue sliding over hers while his other hand slide up under her skirt. She moaned feeling her nipples harden and her inner thighs grow hot. Her fingers went to the button of his shirt sliding them out of the slots opening to see a white tee shirt under it.

Neither was in the mood to wait, his shirt hit the floor, her shirt and bra followed. Her fingers went to his belt buckle as his lips explored her collarbone, pushing her skirt up. His fingers found her wetness easily, sliding one finger inside her wet box making her moan even louder, he could take it no more. The cat and mouse game was over and he would have her, here and now. Her fingers unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers her hands finding his engorged cock pulling it out. She gave him no time and slipped off the barstool, landing on her knees in front of him. She looked up raising a brow letting the tip of her tongue slide from the base of his cock to the “v” before flicking it quickly while his pants dropped to the floor. He moaned pulling her head back guiding his cock into her mouth. She took it all the way in feeling his balls hit her chin. She grabbed his hips pulling him into her mouth further guiding him in and out slowly watching his face. He wouldn’t last much longer if this kept up. He softly cupped her cheeks pulling her to her feet. He picked her up placing her on the bar parting her soft thighs while pushing her skirt up around her waist. He kissed her lips once more softly, then worked his way over her collarbone down to her hardened nipples. His mouth took one nipple while his hands cupped her breasts teasing her, moving back and forth between each breast. Her legs wrapped around his upper waist, he leaned her back moving down her stomach. His lips tasted her soft, perfumed skin as his fingers teased her sweet, wet pussy. His nostrils filled with the scent of her sex as his mouth bit into the flesh still enclosed in the fabric. He took a deep breath, his hot breath making her squirm begging for more. To her surprise, he ripped the lace fabric from her body taking her clit in his mouth while she gasped for air. Her hips bucked up against his mouth, his finger sliding inside her slit the other sliding into her tight ass. She looked down at him for a second before grounding her hips into his mouth. She bucked and ground her hips until she felt the familiar tingle of her climax coming on. She grabbed his hair grinding her hips until she screamed, cumming all over his lips and chin. His lust had the better of him; he picked her up sliding her to the floor before turning her around and bending her over the bar. She grabbed the bar pushing her ass towards him, he grabbed her hips; with one hard, fast thrust he plunged deep inside her pussy. He stopped long enough to regain his control. He began pumping her slowly, letting her feel the length of his cock slide in and out of her wet and dripping pussy. His hand raised up slapping her sensitive skin causing her to gasp. His hard thrusts and slaps on her bare skin drover her past the point of no return. She screamed, “Brian I’m gonna cum.” He pumped her harder and faster before spilling thick streams of seed deep inside her. When a few moments had passed, he pulled out turning her around leaning in and whispering, “Hello.” She smiled and whispered back, “Hello yourself.”