It had been a really lazy day so far. Well in that we actually weren’t moving a mile a minute. You had been frantically cleaning like a mad woman earlier, and I had run some errands and taken the little captain to a respite visit with his grandparents.
I came home to find you having showered and changed into the clothes I laid out for you, which I know caused you to become instantly curious about what I had planned.
The white lacy cheeky panties that almost certainly mean I intend to redden your rear….but also a pair of my ball shorts which means that our dynamic will be low and snuggles given freely.
I came home and could tell you weren’t sure where your Sir was going with this. I came into the living room and you settled in at my feet, waiting until I kissed you on the head (it wasn’t long at all, admit it) and told you to come on the couch so we could reconnect.
As you slid your legs out on the couch with your head in my lap, I almost lost the control I had secured in my head, I almost pulled myself out and insisted your mouth take me in, the feeling of your hot breath on my hardening cock was exceedingly tempting. But instead I began rubbing your head and playing with the strawberry blonde locks.
I reached for the remote and finding it just outside my reach asked you for it. “Yes Mister” you replied with an almost purr. The tv powered off and as you began to turn your head I slid you forward so that your waist was over my knee, without uttering a word you gently lifted your hips as I slid my shorts down your legs and off. You bring your hands behind your back at my order and grasp the other arms wrist in each hand.
I tell you to leave your arms secured that way and if they become detached the pleasure goes away. And as always no coming until I give you permission. You manage a breathy “Yes Mister” before my palm connects with the white lace that in visual alone is protecting your creamy skin. It’s not very long before my firm swats have cause you to begin wiggling your rear from side to side, but your arms stay interlocked.
I build a pinkened heat from your rear before I slide your panties down and gently run my finger tips over your lips finding that like a good submissive you are freshly shaved for me and that you seem to find at least a little stimulation in what I have been doing.
My fingers continue to caress with a few brief flirtations of your clit. A moan escapes your mouth marking my return to swats that elicit more sounds out of you. This is different from the normal manner of my giving you pleasure spankings. You saw no implements, and the normal source of stimulation is covered. As the heat returns you again resume with a slightly more frantic wiggle across my lap.
The pattern of swatting followed by caressing continues until you are sufficiently lubricated leading to my penetrating you with my fingers which curve like a heat seeking missile and find a way to sachet up the difficulty of the no orgasm rule. “OH MY GOD MISTER, PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME COME!” You scream as I land pressure on that elusive spot within your womanhood.
I withdraw my hands and resume swatting leaving you practically grinding my legs as you marry the sensations. Your mind is racing trying to stave off an orgasm as you meld everything into one within your mind. This will be a test, but you are resolved to pass it. You grit your teeth and set your mind for the next salvo of my invasion of your….
So focused on your rear and dripping womanhood you hadn’t noticed my fingers intertwining in your hair until as my fingers penetrate you your hair is pulled creating a crescendo of pleasure, pain, and ecstasy. Your hands come apart and dig into the couch for stability and to try desperately to stave off the orgasm that rips through you and leaves you to shudder and emit a loudly moaned “PLEEEEASE”
I slide out from under you as I pull my manhood free from my shorts and pull you so your red ass is straight up and head is buried into the couch. I plunge my thickness into you my fingers wrapped around your waist as I thrust deeply, my sole concern being my pounding of your pussy.
I come inside your causing another rippling orgasm to sweep through your body. I pump every last drop inside of you and pull out. As you lay there ass still up in the air, you ask me to let you clean me off. I sit where your mussed hair surrounds your face and feel you slide your lips over my still turgid cock as you lick the wedded taste of your and my juices. Satisfied with your work you let me slip out of your mouth and collapse on the couch with rosey cheeks and swollen lips.