When we first started seeing each other, he told me that he would like me to take the initiative in bed occasionally. "Dominating?" I asked. I was a bit apprehensive about this. I had been brought up to believe that women were supposed to follow on...not take the lead in sex. And I was not sure how I would do in taking the lead. He insisted, that it was only a little bit of domination, it was more like starting the lovemaking on my own. I was definitely, but was willing to give it a try.
It was one of those cold, dreary days when something came over me. We were lying together, snuggled close to each other, when I was suddenly overcome with a strange, tender feeling for him. I propped myself on an elbow pulled his head towards me and kissed him rather forcefully. He was taken by surprise; I could sense that from the way he moaned.
Something happened to me then; I eased the pressure on his mouth as I let my tongue gently explore his mouth and felt him responding to my kiss. I moved my hand over his body, lightly teasing his nipples, trailing my fingers over his stomach, down the inside of his thighs and then behind him to cup and squeeze his buttocks. He arched against me slightly. I knew I was doing the right thing. I moved my lips against his body, trailing soft kisses down his neck, across his shoulders, reaching his nipples. I caught his left nipple lightly between my teeth, closed my lips and sucked. He moaned out, "Harder." I bit harder and sucked and he gasped, "Yeah, baby." I was thrilled with his response and I could feel myself getting wet. My nipples were erect and I longed for him to suck them. But no! I wanted to be his night.
I trailed kisses down his body, stopping to swirl my tongue against his stomach, which made him groan with pleasure. I moved down gradually, all the while caressing his buttocks, his legs, pushing my hands under him to reach his back. I ran my tongue down the inside of his thighs, sometimes kissing them, sometimes running my fingers over them as I looked up at him, and sometimes biting them lightly. His hand came up to fondle his shaft; I pushed it away as I continued to tongue him; he groaned and spread his legs. I moved upwards from his thighs and ran my tongue on his groin, around his testicles, his penis, flicking them but never actually touching them.