A FIRST ENCOUNTER….. Of Many (Part Two)

As he secured one hand to the bed she roused slightly from her blissful sleep. She struggled and protested just enough to make the role they were playing real for them both. But she didn’t really want to fight him as he secured her other hand and both of her arms were soon outstretched across the bed.

He had put his underwear back on so she felt safe that he wouldn’t be fucking her. Although she longed for his cock penetrating deep inside her, they had agreed that it wouldn’t happen until she really begged for it.

“I hope you’ve enjoyed your rest, Baby Girl. You are not to speak during this next phase. Although your whimpers and moans will be pleasing to me.”

She relaxed onto the bed and he knelt by her head. He ran the tips of his fingers ever so slightly across her face. And his fingers intertwined with her hair, massaging her head. She loved how gentle he was being with her but knew (and hoped) that he might grow more forceful with her.

With that, his hands took a stronger hold of her hair to turn her lips towards his and he kissed her long and deep again as he had in the past. His kisses really reached deeper emotions like no other had. Or perhaps it was because she had been void of this depth of intimate contact for a while.

He kissed every part of her face before moving to her ears where he whispered affirmations of her beauty. And then onto her neck.

She longed him to go lower and explore the other erogenous zones of her wanton body. His control sent her more wild. And then she made the mistake…..

“Please take my breasts into your mouth!”

He removed his lips from her body and with a look of disappointment reached into the bedside table, producing a ball gag.

“Open your mouth.”

A single tear rolled down the side of her face.

“I won’t do it again.”

“Open your mouth Baby Girl.”

She complied and he placed the gag in her mouth, securing it behind her head. It took her a few moments to adjust her lips, teeth and jaw and get comfortable with this new addition.

Soon his lips were back on her neck and she relaxed into her new physical constraint.

He continued to kiss down her neck, across her shoulders and onto her upper chest. But, in opposition to her request, he completely avoided her breasts and continued along her rib cage, between her cleavage and to her abdomen.

She felt his breath on her pussy through her lacy panties and waited for him to remove them and reveal her sex to him for the first time. Instead he kissed each hip and across the waistband of her lingerie. Only ever so slightly did he allow his lips to brush across her throbbing clitoris before continuing on to her legs and inner thighs.

As his lips and tongue explored her skin, his hands continued to stroke and sometimes grope various parts of her body and goose pimples developed across her body.

She moaned under his touch.

“Okay Baby Girl. With your permission, I am now going to remove your sexy panties.”

She looked at him and simply nodded as there was no way for her to audibly respond.

She expected that he would forcibly remove them but again, he used his control in gently sliding her panties seductively down. He seemed to relish in unwrapping the gift she was presenting to him.

And then excruciatingly slowly, he kissed back up her leg towards her cunt, his hands exploring her body at the same time.

She closed her eyes as his tongue traced up the outer lips of her labia and across the top of her pubis. His fingers scratched down her inner thighs at the same time and then traced up either side of her body.

And as his tongue flicked her clitoris for the first time, his hands took a firm hold of her breasts and she….was…..lost!

She’s not sure how long he ate her pussy. His pressure altered from light kisses and tongue encircling her clitoris to his whole mouth seeming to engulf her entire sex.

He drank in the juices emanating from her pussy. His tongue pressed deep inside her. He was gentle but at the same time ravenous.

Other men had also used their fingers when going down on her, roughly finger-fucking her. But he didn’t. His hands were otherwise occupied and his mouth did everything she required to enjoy the pleasure.

And she submitted to him entirely.

Her orgasm started deep within her. He heard the moans growing in her throat while her body tensed up. She pulled on her restraints and gripped the bed with her fingernails.

His hands squeezed her breasts harder and the pace of his cunnilingus increased. 'Hold onto this' she thought to herself. But the more her body fought the pleasure the greater her desire to let it all go.

And before she knew it she was squirting uncontrollably into his mouth. He drank it all up and she was pleased to also hear him moaning in pleasure.

He held his mouth there until she stopped gushing and he knew the orgasm had completely subsided. Gently relaxing the grip on her tits at the same time. He kissed back up her body as gently as he had on the way down. And then he removed the gag and his mouth was again on hers. She could taste her own sex in his kiss. And could tell from the kiss how pleased he was with her. She also felt his erection straining against his underpants and pressing on her cunt as he relaxed on top of her.

His body moved against hers as he kissed her. She loved the feeling of his skin against hers. His sweat mixing with her sweat.

His hands trailed out to her restraints and he released her effortlessly.

She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed again.

“Turn over Baby Girl.”

He reached into the bedside table again and then was dribbling massage oil over her shoulders, back and ass.

He lovingly massaged any tension which remained in her body. And again she drifted back to sleep. Spent, from the intensity of her second orgasm of the night. When she woke, her body was wrapped in a satin robe and her head was resting on his chest. She was unsure where she was temporarily and then recalled the hours of pleasure she had experienced. She listened to his breathing, sensing the rise and fall of his chest. And she smiled.

As she listened to him breathe with her head and hand on his smooth chest, she felt the moisture building between her legs again.

She was feeling devilish.

Excruciatingly slowly, she let her hand trail down his body. Feeling the warmth of his skin. And its imperfections.

Every now and then she thought she felt him rouse and she froze. She didn’t want to wake him. It was her turn to return some of the pleasure he had given her.

After making sure he hadn’t woken, she continued until her hand rested on the outside of his underpants. This was the first time she’d felt his cock, other than having it in her mouth previously. She brushed her hand lightly across its contours, feeling it twitch, ever so slightly.

She applied more pressure and felt it grow harder. Not the largest cock she’d experienced but the experience it and its owner had already given her outweighed that.

She gently stroked up and down, using the palm of her hand, her fingers and her nails. She cupped his balls and he moaned in pleasure.

Even if he had woken, he kept his eyes closed and allowed her the simple pleasure of playing with his manhood.

She became more daring and allowed her thumb to slip under the waistband of his underpants. The head of his cock was right there and she could feel precum oozing from the tip. She wanted to taste it, but remained disciplined.

His breathing quickened and she knew he was enjoying what she was doing. It was the only encouragement she needed.

Her lips kissed down his torso. Her tongue gently flicking his nipples as her hand continued to play with his cock.

Her hand slipped effortlessly inside his underpants and she encircled his cock with her fist, using her free hand to slip his pants down further.

He moaned again as she straddled him. She continued kissing, licking and nibbling his body until her mouth found its way to its destination. She used her tongue to lap up the precum now covering the head of his cock. She gently sucked in the head between her lips while cupping his balls again.

She also stroked his inner thighs and scratched up and across his scrotum with her finger nails. His eyes remained closed but his moans became more audible. And urgent.

She knew what he needed and was pleased that she was the one he had chosen to give it to him. She also knew he was rewarding her by allowing her to pleasure him and she felt grateful for the gift he was giving her.

She slid her lips down the length of his smooth shaft, until she felt the pubis touching her nose, his balls on her chin and the head, at the back of her throat. Up and down she moved, resisting the urge to finger her own cunt while she did this. Her pace varied. Her tongue encircled the head or gave little flicks.

Her fingers worked his perineum and balls while her tongue and lips worked his cock. The other hand scratched up his torso until she reached his nipple. And she pinched it ever so slightly.

She wasn’t sure but she thought his hips were now moving in rhythm with her expert sucking.

Then she realised that she had a choice to make. What she wanted more than anything was to remove the rest of her clothes and lower her sopping pussy down on his hard cock. She wanted to ride him until he exploded inside her and she came all over him. She desired to do this while looking into his eyes and kissing his inviting mouth.

But she also wanted “him” to fuck “her” and they’d agreed that wouldn’t happen until she commanded it. For it to be something they both did together when the time was right. It drove her crazy.

But he had a habit of doing that - often, with words and touch and a smile. How did this man have such an affect over her psyche that everything that had gone before paled and even the things she thought she knew, thought she believed - well, he was leading her to a new understanding.

She put those thoughts aside.

She still wanted to bring him ultimate pleasure now as he lay there, perhaps only feigning sleep. She turned her mind back to pleasuring him with her mouth. She wondered if he was one of those guys who liked to cum in a girl’s mouth.

Would he want her to swallow? Or would she want him to remove her mouth so she could enjoy his load across her face and tits and him?

They had both indicated a penchant for the mess that comes with sex.

He moaned again.

“Don’t stop Baby Girl. Your mouth on my cock is amazing!”

And so she returned to the mind blowing pleasure she was getting from fellating him.

Now she knew she would soon be tasting his seed in the back of her throat. She didn’t want to waste any and so as his breathing and her pace increased, she concentrated on sucking all of his cock in.

As she continued to play with his balls, she felt them tighten up and she closed her eyes and waited for the explosion.

But just as the first wad of his juices hit the back of her throat, he removed his cock from her mouth and held the base tightly.

The second spurt showered her face and dribbled down her chin, landing on her breasts. She used her hand to scoop it up and sucked it off her own fingers. So she got both. To swallow some and to wear the rest. Wow!

“Kiss me Baby Girl.”

Most men she knew balked at kissing after they had cum in her mouth. But Sir was inviting her to share an intimate kiss with him.

“You have brought me such pleasure. I want to share in your pleasure Baby Girl.”

Her cum soaked tits rubbed on his chest as she lay on top of him and kissed him passionately. His hands gripped her arse and she locked her fingers behind his neck.

It felt so amazing to be in control of that kiss. And know how much he had appreciated her efforts. They kissed long and deep. She felt him growing hard between her legs again.

“Is it time that I get to fuck you Sir?”

“Not yet Baby Girl. I want to enjoy the glow of this feeling for a while longer.”

She felt so safe laying there in his strong arms and he held her tightly. A little smile crept across her face, knowing how much pleasure she had brought him. She wanted to feel admired by him.

She felt his hand stroking her shoulder and his lips on her forehead. She wasn’t sure just how long they had been in the room but it didn’t really matter. She would have happily stayed locked in here for an eternity.