I woke early this morning in an oddly good mood. I stretched a bit and as I brushed against my nipples they grew instantly hard, sending a wash of pleasure over me. I smiled a secret smile. How could I forget? As I played with my breasts, echoes of his pinching and gripping rippled across my body and I found myself aching for his touch again.
Sliding my hands down, over my smooth skin, I found my pussy dripping wet with merely the thought of my new lover. Slowly and gently I ran my fingers over the outside of my pussy, teasing myself as I used my other hand to cup my breast, twisting or pinching my nipples here and there. As I slid my fingers into my hot, wet slit, I slipped into a bit of fantasy.
Picturing him with me, watching me, directing me... It was almost enough to make me cum right them. I turned my head into a pillow to muffle my moans and pictured him covering my mouth and nose with his large hands restricting my air.
Right as I was about to cum he walked in the room. "You're a good girl, but don't cum yet."
I was happy to see him but aching to cum. "Please, please I need to. Please don't make me wait. Please I'm right there."
"No," he said taking off his pants and shirt, "you will not cum until I tell you to. I want to taste that sweet pussy first." And without another word he dove face first between my legs and started licking.
"Oh god damn PLEASE can I cum! Your tongue is amazing! Please!"
He didn't answer. He just kept licking my pussy and sucking on my clit when suddenly he had two fingers inside me rubbing the sweet spot and I thought I was going to explode. "Please! anything you want just Please let me cum!"