I was checking my emails when I heard a light tap on the front door. My lover was here to visit. I had been flirting with him on chat all day and he seemed eager to come over. He’s usually somewhat immune to my many advances, but seemed interested tonight.
All day long I’d been chatting with NV, a friend of mine, about different games couples could “play” and I had come up on my own with something extra special I wanted to try with my lover.
He has expressed a desire to be a “switch” in the past – to sometimes dominate, but to also be dominated…a wish I take pleasure in granting. Tonight would play to a desire of his and hopefully get him pretty riled up.
After getting him quite turned on, and subsequently myself as well, I excused myself to take a quick potty break. I came out of the downstairs bathroom to see he’d gone to the upstairs one while I was away. I crept up the stairs and with one hand on my hip I pointed sternly with the other into the bedroom as he opened the bathroom door.
Let the games begin, I thought with a little wicked smirk. He followed my lead as I told him to lay down and relax.
“Are you ready to play a little game??” I whispered; my lips just inches from his rigid cock. I knew he could feel my breath as I spoke quietly onto him… I knew he’d say yes just to get me to continue…
He put his fingers through my hair and led me back down to him again. I stopped and darted my tongue gently out to just barely brush him with it and said in between, “Ok, but you have to tell me every little thing you want me to do.”
“And if I don’t?” he replied saucily.
I shrugged, “then I’ll stop, I guess…” and I started to sit up.
Before I could straighten totally at my bare waist, he looked in my eyes and said, “take the tip into your mouth.”
As I did this, he let out an audible sigh of pleasure. Unusual for him to make any sound, I knew that the prospect of this little game was putting him right where I hoped he would be – concentrating on every little pleasurable touch and lick. I thought quickly of one more, tiny rule…
“What next,” I asked between licks, “you only have 30 seconds between commands or I will stop also.”
“What!” he protested. I started to sit up and he slammed his eyes shut and whispered hastily, “take my balls into your mouth.”
I did as I was told, rubbing his inner thighs as I did this, and counted in between mouthfuls, “24, 25, 26…”
“Put me as far into your mouth as you can…” and before he could even finish his sentence I shoved him in, nearly gagging myself. Less than 30 seconds and then, “now wrap your hand below your mouth and move it with your head.” This time, he emitted a full-blown moan. When the 30 seconds was up, I stopped in a teasing manner fully expecting my next set of directions as I looked up at him.
Instead I saw his green eyes in the dark gleaming down at me through his rough eyebrows as he lunged toward me. “Your turn,” he growled. He paused above me, as if in mid push-up.
My heart leaped and raced. “Tease me…” I uttered breathlessly. He started by trailing his fingers from my knees, up my outer thighs to my butt, bringing them back down my hips into my inner thighs. He lightly touched my lips, but did not penetrate them. I felt his mustache and goatee on my soft tummy before his lips, but the wetness of his kiss soon followed and made me arch my back towards him.
His tongue traced a line down my inner hips, over my tattoo, where he paused to kiss heartily (he’s admitted he loves that spot before) and down to my inner thighs again. He stopped moving, breathing lightly onto my clit, which was swelling towards his hot breath. “It’s been thirty seconds,” he breathed, hovering over me.
NO! I thought frustrated. “Put your mouth on me,” I said grabbing a handful of his amazingly soft, thick hair and forcing his face into my crotch. He sucked hungrily on me as I moaned and writhed. Regretting my quick movement into heavy territory, I whispered for him to move to my nipples before my 30 seconds was up.
It was already too late for me, the heat was on. Teasing my nipples just made me hungry for more below. “Use all your fingers on one hand to do to me whatever you think will be the most pleasurable,” I dared.
He started with his thumb, rubbing gently, softly teasing my clit adding his mouth for wetness. As I started to squirm, he put his first two fingers inside me just below my clit and started beckoning my pleasure towards him. Just as I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he slipped one, then two fingers into my ass, which added an amazing sense of pressure. I nearly blacked out from the intense throbbing, when he did just the right thing; he slowly pulled his fingers out of me, dragged his body up mine so I could feel his rough hair against my smooth skin, and thrust his swollen cock into me.
I sucked in a gasp of pleasure and his motion intensified. I could tell he was just waiting for this moment and he pushed at me with all his might; rocking on me as I rocked wildly against him. I knew this would be a tremendous orgasm for me, so I pushed him down on the bed to finish myself off on top of him.
He tried to take me anally then and I wasn’t opposed to it, but my muscles were already too tensed in the moment to take it. I plunged him back deep inside of me and rode him hard. He reached around, upon my request, and stuck a finger in my anus. There was no hope of stopping the shock waves of pleasure that poured forth in gushes from me. I covered him with my wetness, the motion becoming slicker and slipperier as he shuddered beneath me. He quickly rolled over with me, pinning me beneath him, and pumped away bringing himself a shuddering orgasm that rivaled mine.
It was a game of tug of war between us the entire time, but we both fell into the mess and came out winners. Just goes to show you what a little creativity can do for an evening!
