Sandi and I had gotten to the point in our relationship where the newness of it had worn off and the kinky all-day sex sessions were subsiding. The days where we would both take off of work to stay in bed making love were over by about a month and we were having "relationship discussions."
The conversation turned from the usual "Is this going anywhere?" to the always dangerous, "What do you find attractive about me?" As I complimented her and shared all of the things I found attractive, she softened a bit. Then she asked about our sex life.
"What do I do that arouses you?" Her words and tone had that air of sexual playfulness, but I knew that there was an edge below the surface that would slice me if I used the wrong words.
"You give the best head I have ever had," I told her. I was not lying. Sandi had an unusual talent for sucking my cock. Sometimes, if I looked down at her with my shaft in her mouth, I would come instantly. She was extremely comfortable with a cock in her mouth, and I was proud to put it there.
Sandi smiled when I said that and began to blush as she glanced down at her hands, which were resting in her lap "I love to give head. I've always loved giving blowjobs." She knew she turned me on when she used the word 'blowjob,' and my cock began to stiffen in my pants. She slowly raised her gaze to me. "I love feeling you pump your semen into my mouth." That was another word that turned me on when I heard her say it: 'Semen.'
I was completely aroused and she knew it. Sandi got turned on when she knew that she had the upper hand in our sexual situations, and right now she certainly had the upper hand. I would have done anything she asked to be able to slide my shaft past her lips and into her warm mouth. She gently licked her lips and smiled at me.
Sandi moved closer to me on the couch and leaned in to kiss me. As her lips opened wider and her tongue moved more aggressively in my mouth, she straddled me and grinded her crotch against the bulge in my pants. My cock was straining against my jeans as she pinned me to the couch. Her body was pressed tightly against mine and her hands held my wrists behind my head as she rhythmically humped me. Her breasts felt hot against my chest.
Sandi broke our kiss, let go of my wrists, leaned back and pulled her black shirt over her head. I could see her hard nipples poking through her black satin bra. We didn't say a word to each other. I leaned forward and wrapped my hands around her back to unclasp her bra. Her tits swung free as I dropped her bra on the floor and massaged them in my hands. We softly looked at each other through half closed eyes as I thrust my crotch against hers. Sandi let out a soft moan as I pinched her nipples.