What a lucky Miss I am, I thought to myself, as you closed the door behind you.
Outside on the balcony, as the caffeine started to revive me, I felt glad that I could take it easy today. Last night had left me with aching limbs that I longed to soothe in a steaming hot bath, preferably with you to join me in it. I pouted and blew on the scalding hot coffee with pursed lips, before taking another sip. I took care not to spill any, as I leaned against the railings, still feeling dozy. Rather than bother to dress properly, I had put on your white shirt from yesterday, and just did up a couple of the buttons for decency's sake before I stepped outside. I had nothing on underneath it, and the morning air was fresh against my exposed skin.
The slight breeze felt delicious on my bare cunt, which was extra-sensitive having been waxed smooth just the way you like it. I closed my eyes and sighed, as I considered what you might do to me if you caught me on the balcony, playing with myself with no panties on.
Then I felt a hand on my ass. It was unmistakably yours, and gave me goosebumps all over, as it snaked under my shirt and up my spine. With your other hand, you gathered my messy, slept-on mane of hair into your fist, and used it to tilt my head back. I gasped as you took a step closer to me, so our bodies were almost touching. A shiver ran through me as you kissed the side of my neck. My nipples hardened in an instant.
"Good morning, Miss."
"Hello, Mister.”
As I leaned into you, the hand that had been travelling up my back slid around to stroke my breasts. My arms were still balanced on the railings in front of me, but my hands were barely managing to keep hold of my cup between them. I thought I heard you groan, as your fingertips found my erect nipples, and I writhed against you as you squeezed them.
"Mmmm,” your murmured into my shoulder. “So... what are you doing out here dressed in my clothes, Miss?”
"I'm going to drop this coffee on someone's head in a minute, if you don't stop!”
You plucked the cup from between my hands, and bent to put it down on the floor. I giggled as you straightened up, and immediately returned to stroking my boobs, by taking them in greedy handfuls, then teasing the hard nipples between your fingers. I couldn't wait for you to find out how wet you were making me, but knew better than to take your hand and put it on my moist little mound for you. You always liked to be the one in total control, and that was how I liked it too.
I arched my back and flexed my hips to grind my ass into your crotch. I could feel your erection straining through the fabric of your pants. My pussy tingled for you and the wetness began to seep onto my thighs. I wondered if there was any precum at the tip of your cock yet. I expected there would be, as I circled my hips and my soft, rounded buttocks continued to press against you in a gentle rhythm. I wanted to taste you. I reached back to stroke up the outside of your thigh to your firm ass.
"Mister...” I began in a low voice, the one I used to let you know when I was about to say something naughty.
"Yes, Miss?”
"Please can I play with your cock?”
I turned my head to give you the most innocent look I could muster, while slowing my grinding down to a near halt.
"Oh, Miss! What if someone sees us?”
I could see from the glint in your eye, that you were as turned on by the possibility of that as I was.
"Don't worry, baby, they won't see me."
In a flash, I turned around and dropped to my knees. Before you had a chance to respond, my face was level with the bulge in your pants, and my hands were at your waistband to start to pull it down.
"You are such a naughty girl. What am I going to do with you?”
I glanced up at you, and although you sounded cross, your tone was contradicted by the look of want in your eyes.
"I'm sorry, Mister. I can't help myself. I just love it so much."
"What do you love?”
"I love your cock.”
"Good girl.”
I freed you of your boxers, and my eyes widened as your cock sprang out right in my face, so big and hard and beautiful. I smiled up at you, as I wrapped my fingers around your length, while my other hand delved further to find your balls. They were so heavy, and full of cum for me, as I started to stroke them. I ran two fingertips over your swollen end, which I reveled in, as it felt so silky-soft and hard at the same time. My pussy pulsed when I felt the wetness there, just as I thought it would be.
I wrapped my hand around you again, and started to pump with my fist. You groaned as you watched your dick growing harder in my hand. I licked my lips to tease you, and looked up at you with hopeful eyes. I wanted to taste you so much, but not until you invited me to.
"Ohhh... you want it in your mouth now, do you?”
I gave a shy nod, but the increased pace of my strokes showed my eagerness. You moaned, and gripped the railings in front of you as I worked your cock. It made me smile that you couldn't stop yourself from thrusting your hips slightly in time with my movements. You groaned as I cupped your balls, while I rubbed your end with my thumb. Another bead of precum was forming there, and I so badly wanted to lick it up.
"Ohhh... you can suck it now if you want to, baby,” you gasped.
"Mmm, thank you, Mister."
I parted my lips, then was just about to touch the head of your cock with my tongue, when you stopped me with a sudden grab at my hair. You forced my head back so I was looking straight at you.
"No... you didn't let me finish,” you chastised me. “Always talking too much, aren't you, Miss?”
I nodded and waited patiently for you to finish this time. Your cock was still pulsing in my hand, and I was so turned on I could barely speak anyway.
"You can suck it if you want to... but I need you to lick my balls first.”
Without a word, I leaned forward to do as you instructed. I kept stroking your cock with one hand, while I used the other to grip your thigh and steady myself. As I began to lick you, I felt your body give in to me. You quivered as I touched your balls lightly with my lips. I ran my tongue all over them as I breathed in your distinctive musky scent, which was still strong even though you'd only just showered. I moved my mouth to that sensitive spot just behind your sac, then increased the pressure as I circled it with my tongue.
"Ohhh... so good, Miss,” you groaned.
I worked you faster with my hand, according to the tension in your body and the throbbing of your cock. I sucked gently on your balls, and rolled each one around my mouth in turn, while I flicked my tongue against them. I felt your cock stiffen even more in my hand. My clit was pulsing hard for you now, but I knew if I begged you to fuck me before you asked me to, you would only make me wait even longer.
"Mmmm, yes... suck it now, baby... suck my cock.”
As I went to take you in my mouth, you stared down at me. You could see how hungry I was for your cock. I was so wet for you, but you still hadn't touched my pussy yet, or said that I could rub myself for you. I hoped you were going to fuck me, or least let me touch myself soon, before I turned into an animal for you.
"Yes, open your mouth for me... ohhh yes, good girl.”
I remained civilised for now. Your praise shot straight to my pussy in a tingle of pleasure, as you slid the head of your cock between my waiting lips. I closed them round it, and sucked on you a little until you groaned. I didn't want to take in anymore until you told me I could.
"Ohhh, Miss... open wider for me now. I want to fuck that mouth of yours as deep as I can.”
You pushed your cock in further, and I relaxed the muscles of my jaw and throat to let you have your wish. You held me in place with a gentle hand on the back of my head as you started thrusting in and out of my mouth. I was able to take you more deeply with each thrust, until each time I felt the tip of your cock hit the back of my throat. You shuddered with pleasure as my tongue played against your shaft, while it slid back and forth between my lips.
"Such a good girl,” you panted. “So good, Miss... you love sucking my cock, don't you?”
My mouth was still filled with your dick, so I could only nod and blush in response.
"I bet you're so wet for me now, aren't you, baby?”
Your voice was thick with arousal as I nodded again.
"Show me. Stand up, turn around, and put your hands on here.”
You pointed to the railings, then took your cock out of my mouth, and made an impatient motion for me to stand. Your hard-on was now sticking straight out in front of you, and you looked so sexy, with your urgency apparent in your manner. I raised myself up from the floor and turned around, then put my hands on the railings in front of me, just as you had told me to.