"The past few weeks have been so crazy. I want to keep going! I'm wicked excited for you to get home. I bought some wine." He had said.
"This all started over a bottle of wine! haha. Clever honey. I've been wet constantly since the other night that you handcuffed me."
"Oh yeah? You want me to cuff you again?" He asked. I could almost hear the hopefulness in his voice.
"No, but tonight's my turn to play and push your boundaries. We'll see how you like it!" I responded, saying goodbye shortly afterwards since my lunch break was over.
I rushed home, knowing that I only had about an hour before Matt was going to get home from work so I had no time to do a TON of stuff. I showered up, got into my sexiest lingerie (with the underwear that makes my ass look amazing), and got prepared for a wild night with a couple of 5 Hour Energy's.
Matt finally came home and his eyes just about popped out of his head when he saw me. I was dressed in a sheer black baby doll that tied in a bow in the front, leaving nothing to the imagination since it was wide open below the bow. The matching thong had strings that ran perfectly over my hips, the front material dipping low to show off more of my toned stomach and the back showing off my ample ass. All he wanted to do was get me in the bedroom, but it was my night to control the situation so I was going to make him beg for it. We ate dinner, me sitting across the table from him in my slutty outfit so he was able to see me in all of my glory in my baby doll. Well, correction. I ate my dinner while he inhaled his in an attempt to hurry up and get me in bed.
"So, what are you thinking about?" He asked, attempting to turn our chit chatty "how was your day" conversation towards sex.
"I'm thinking about you washing the dishes so I can finish getting everything ready." I stated.
"I can wash them. It's fine." He was being as agreeable as possible. I could tell by the way he was sitting that his cock was straining against the material of his slacks, making him uncomfortable. The fact that he wasn't even watching the food he was eating because he couldn't look away from me just succeeded in making me even more horny for him. I excused myself from the table as Matt got up and tried to follow me down the hallway to our bedroom. I stopped him as we walked by the kitchen and told him to get to work cleaning the dishes, saying something about 'the faster they get done, the sooner you can come out to the bedroom to play' and he jumped to the sink and started scrubbing away.
I had absolutely nothing to do in the bedroom, but I decided to take advantage of my power of seduction so I went and sat on our bed after straightening out a few things on our bedside table and lighting a couple of candles. I heard him shut off the water so I went into our master bathroom to hide out, knowing he'd dart into our room and try to pounce on me otherwise. Sure enough, I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and stopping on the creaking hardwood of our bedroom floor. I gave him another minute or two in there alone while I freshened up my makeup and adjusted my tits so they looked even better in the outfit.
I emerged from the bathroom in my sheer lingerie and stepped out towards him. I grabbed his face as I pressed my small frame against his body and kissed him deeply. Our hands exploring each others bodies, I could feel the small amount of fabric between my legs getting wet as my skin started to heat up. I knew that if I was going to take control, it'd have to be now because otherwise my body would betray me under his touch. I stepped back a pace, put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down to the floor.
"Get on your knees and eat my pussy." I said to him as I sat down on the edge of the bed out front of Matt, now on his knees. He had this huge grin on his face and looked from my eyes to my pussy concealed by the tiny black fabric. Matt reached his hand out and rubbed my clit through the thong.
"Babe, you're already soaking wet." He said, almost shocked by how horny I was without him even touching me.
"I told you to eat my pussy, not finger me." I snapped at him as I grabbed his head and pulled it toward my waiting pussy. He pulled the fabric of my thong to the side and started kissing all around my crotch, but never my pussy or soft lips. I could tell that he was trying to take control and do things on his own time but I wasn't going to let him spoil the evening. Again I grabbed his head and this time, pulled his head to my slit and held his head there, making him kiss and lick my wet pussy. I groaned in appreciation as he finally gave in and began licking up my sweet juices, straightening out his tongue to fuck my pussy with it as he rubbed his thumb against my clit. I could feel myself building already but I had to find something to slow me down, cumming this soon was NOT part of my plan. As if he could read my mind, he wrapped his arms under my thighs and held my hips down in place. With the new power he held, he took advantage and started sucking on my clit, flicking his tongue across the tip. I needed a distraction if I was going to follow through with this. My body was on the verge of betraying me.
"If you're trying to make me cum, then you'd better find something better to do with your hands." I said with my best poker face, trying to make him think that I'm more in control than I really am.
He released my hips and brought one of them down by his face. Matt parted my soaked lips and pushed two fingers inside my drenched pussy.
"Is this what you had in mind? Or were you hoping for something like this?" He asked as he pulled his fingers out, glistening with my juices and brought them to my already moist rosebud from my leaking pussy and began pressing. Within a couple of moments, he worked them into my tight hole, wriggling them around for a few seconds and then refocused his attention on my clit, this time drawing long wet circles around it. If I was ever going to restore my control of the situation, it'd have to be soon. My whole body was screaming at me, burning for me to let an orgasm wash over me but that wasn't really the goal of the evening. I grabbed Matt's face and pushed his head away from my aching pussy and he pulled his two fingers out of my ass (unfortunately). He sat up and looked at me with a confused look.
"Get all of your clothes off and lay down on your back on the bed." I said to him as I stood up, giving him the space to maneuver around me to get to the bed. As soon as he was in position I climbed on top of him and swung my leg over his head, putting us in the 69 position. He greedily pulled my body down to return his skilled mouth to my pussy, licking all of my wetness into his mouth. I bent over, pressing my chest against his abs and started sucking his already hard dick, tasting his salty sweetness and feeling victorious in my ability to restore power and control. That was until Mat stuck those two magical fingers back up my ass, making me moan around his big dick I had hungrily sucked into my mouth. Then I knew I lost the power struggle completely when he raised his hips up to my face, driving his cock deep down my throat, thrusting away at my face from below. If I had allowed myself, I would have came three times over, but I fought to try to restore power by ceasing the blowjob entirely (I know, heartless) and just allowing him to service me. Before I lost all control, I decided to just get off of him.
"Baby, come back over here. You're not done yet." He pleaded.
"I'm not done playing. You had your turn the other night. Now it's mine remember?" I stated as I knelt down in between his legs. I then resumed blowing him, going painfully slow, sucking only enough to apply pressure needed to barely build, but not enough to get him off. Still taking him in the back of the throat, I wasn't pumping up and down like I usually did. In his frustration, he tried to grab a hold of my head to speed up the process.
"You can do this your damned self if you try to grab my head again. Do it and I'll stop!" I stated to him. I could see the melancholy look on his face and I knew I had won. I returned my mouth to his delicious cock and continued my painfully slow pumping and sucking on him into my throat, feeling his balls pressed against my chin when I reached the base of his cock. He settled in to this perfect punishment after a few minutes as I watched his body relax. It was now or never. As a distraction, I starting pumping my hand up and down his shaft at a moderate speed so I could set my plan in motion.
"You like watching me suck your big hard cock? Here, have a pillow. I think it's hot to see you watching me." I said, handing him a pillow at the bottom of the bed. As he arranged the pillows behind him and propped himself up on them to get a better view, I stuck a finger into my mouth to get it all wet. I returned my mouth to the head of his beautiful dick as he settled in to his new position.
"You're right baby. This is way better." He said in between small sighs and moans, watching me work my magic. I picked up my pace just slightly, allowing him to build a little bit and relax even more. The time had come. I placed my hand on his balls and lightly massaged them as I took him all the way down my throat. His body went limp under my touch and I knew if I kept this up he'd be cumming in a matter of a couple of minutes. I released his balls and moved my slender wet digit down towards his untouched ass and drew circles around his puckered hole.
"What the hell baby!?" He said sitting up completely, the relaxed state he was in entirely gone. Without breaking my tempo on his cock or ceasing playing with his ass, I placed my other hand on his chest and pushed him back down to the bed. "No! I'm not cool with that!" He tried again in vain to get me to stop my assault on his ass. I looked up into his eyes and saw concern in them, but mostly a carnal excitement I had never seen before. I never broke eye contact with him as I took his huge cock down the back of my throat and simultaneously applied enough pressure to his more relaxed outer ring that I succeeded in slipping my small finger inside, immediately finding his prostate and lightly pressing it.
"Whoa baby! Easy! I'm really not ready for this!" he pleaded again with me, still looking into my determined eyes. I saw a flash in his eyes, almost daring me to continue, and unless he told me 'stop' (we had a deal that if we reeeaaallly weren't cool with something, just say stop and we will), I was going to happily continue sucking him down my throat and lightly fingering his was-virgin hole.