Sugar Perspectives Ch 05

(Hey everyone! I thought I'd try a short series in which each entry is from the perspective of the two people involved. The first is the My character, Johnathan Roberts, star of several of my other stories. All characters in this story are fictional, and are over the age of 18. Enjoy!)

JOHNATHAN'S PERSPECTIVE

I have to admit, I really enjoyed cooking for this woman. So many recipes I'd worked on with no one to share them with made this a welcome experience. The sex was both more than I'd had in years plus this was the most "flexible @ compliant" lover I'd ever had. And now, here we were on one of the two partly enclosed 'decks' overlooking the Gulf and the setting sun, her wearing skimpy lingerie. I couldn't help but think how nice this "Sugar Daddy" (I hate that term) arrangement was working, and I also silently thanked the company that developed those little blue pills.

I was especially thankful when my sweet toy reached the over and nonchalantly took my member in hand. "I'm really enjoying the view," she said as she waved her free hand "but there's something else I'd like to ride as I enjoy this view" she said with a sly grin. "I was thinking along the same lines "I said with a smug grin, setting a jar of KY on the table. It made her laugh out loud.

The bottoms of the Cami set were on the deck in a flash, and the gel felt cool on my stiffening member. Layton smiled as she squeezed and pumped a few more times "I can't tell you how impressed I am with this, and I want it plus your load in me one last time today." Stepping between my legs and turning to face away from me, Layton lowered herself until my purple helmet was rubbing her vagina, and with a smile and a shared mutual groan, this gorgeous woman a bit less than half my age lowered herself until she was fully impaled on my cock

The view of this gorgeous woman's incredible ass as she moved, alternating between bouncing and moving around on a twerking grind was just too good. I alternately held her hips and tugged her hair, adding to the experience. While barely slowing, she handed me her phone. "Ohh...dammit..." she stammered, "Vi-video me..." she smiled, adding "I wa-want to see what y-you s-s-see..."

THAT required no invitation, and flipping the IPhone to video I set it to work. " Slow....s-slow" I said, & proceeded to enjoy the view of stuffy, soaked cock sliding in and out of my fucktoy. "Mph...Bae," I said, can you use those Kegel muscles" Well as it turned out she most certainly could! I mean, picture it: This young woman, now my personal and oh-so-willing fucktoy, was not just riding my fat dick, she was squeezing it with her vaginal muscles as she lifted and relaxing as she lowered. It was like she was jerking me off, but with her pussy!

I tried to get video of a really good low angle, 'cause when she viewed it later I wanted her to be able to see my cock stretching her as she rode me. She was groaning and telling me it filled her, and the I just couldn't stand it. Yeah, I'd love to be able to tell you that I lasted a long, long time, but Layton had taken the phone from me and was videoing my contorted face as I my moan began turning into a yell. Grabbing her hips and holding them tight I emptied spurt after spurt of my goo into her.

My 'Sugar-baby'(?) was certainly learning. Before my rapidly deflating dick plopped out of her, she had her Cami high rise thongs started. Without missing a beat she stood and pulled them up and over her hips. She also brought a warm washcloth, and after cleaning me, she gave me a bit of a massage, then turned and snuggled in beside me, and lay quietly for a few minutes..

"John," she said, breaking the silence, "I think it's pretty obvious how much I am enjoying this situation, I had NO idea it could be this, well, "fun", but the whole situation with Chris...I mean, he is your son, after all."

"Hey I get it, and just as with you, I have pushed it out of my mind." I replied, "I mean, I know you had things had really ebbed with you two. One thing I will say about Chris, he is very 'single-minded', so I think his inability to balance grad studies and you may be the reason."

We chatted a bit more, but after awhile, I felt her breathing deepen as she relaxed. She was out. Tomorrow we had to go back to the world, but that was then. Snuggling up, I too breathed deep, and in a few minutes, my world faded to black as well.

***

The next morning I awoke, and I was alone. The fuzziness cleared, and I could see Layton out on the side deck, on the phone. Zero guesses as to whom she was talking. I closed my eyes and waited. After some time, I heard the call end. When she came in, I smiled at her, but she had a seat on the bed beside me.

"Well, I bet you know what Chris just told me." She said, very matter of factly. Before I could answer, she continued. "He wants to 'take a break,' saying he cannot balance school and me. I know it makes sense, I can see that, but it's hard not be hurt."

I nodded and said "I get that, but all things happen for a reason, and this one is pretty obvious." Seeing her look, I then asked her "why did you put those sexy lingerie bottoms on so quickly last night?"

She had a small smirk "I wanted them to hold your load inside me. I happen to like...Ah, I think I got it."

"Yep, I think you do," I said. "We were going to have to have 'the talk' about what to do about Chris today, but it appears he took care of that for us." We both smiled.

Getting out of bed, I walked over to what appeared to be an armoire. Upon opening it though, you could tell it was a safe. Opening it, I brought out an envelope, and showed it to her. It contained all $50 bills. "That is $2700 in fifties." Holding above her a bit I then said "Take a minute and ask yourself, do you want to continue to pursue this 'relationship'(?) We have going? Or is Chris your-"

"Your son Chris has made his decision, and I'm fine to let him live with it. This is working out better than I ever hoped, so Yes, I do very much want to continue this. Is there where I call you "Daddy?" Layton said with a wicked grin.

"You don't have to do that," I replied, "But honesty, I think I'd like to 'progress' a bit further. I've noticed that you have a certain side of you that I'm betting Chris nor anyone else knows, that very submissive side. I say that, if you are able and willing, we explore that."

She looked at me as I got us out of bed and headed for the shower. "What do you mean? Are you saying you want to spank me or bind me or something?" She asked.

"Well let's look at this situation. I had only to stand and you were up. I had only to point and you immediately went to the shower and started it." I smiled and gave her a kiss "You are naturally submissive, and I think it's great." I turned her towards the bathroom's full length mirror "We can start right now..." I said, as I my hand went under her top and squeezed her breast while I kissed her neck. She smiled broadly and whispered "Ok.........."

I loved the large tiled walk in shower with its rainfall head. After she got it going I pushed her back against the wall, kissing her hard, and she returned it. My hands made their way down her body, groping and squeezing, until I firmly turned her so that she was standing in front of me. I spent a few minutes enjoying kissing and fondling her this way, working down her tummy, then lower. She had been holding my cock. But she had to release it, albeit with a tiny whimper

With a light touch I first circled, then began lightly slapping her clit, and she gasped with surprise and pleasure. The water from the shower amplified the sound of my playful slaps of her pussy. Layton's plump ass was pushing back hard against my dick with each slap of her clit, and she was whimpering in pleasure. My dick was pressed between her cheeks, the water letting it slide smoothly back and forth.

I transitioned from slapping to rubbing her pussy. I used two fingers to massage her clit and every few seconds slide them inside her. Layton put her hand on the back of my neck for support as my hand continued to please her.

"Oh John, please keep going, your fingers feel so good inside me" Layton said softly as her head lay back on my shoulder.

I kept my pace steady, I wanted her orgasm to build. I moved my fingers across her clit, inside of her, vertically, and horizontally with no predictable sequence. Small yelps and gasps would escape Layton as I hit a particularly nice spot on her clit, or surprise her when my fingers slipped inside.

Layton's knees were starting to weaken, so I slowly brought her to the floor of the shower, doing my best to continue rubbing her pussy as we descended. I had Layton sitting in between my legs with her back leaning against my chest, head returning to my shoulder. Her knees were resting against the edge of either side of the tub as she had her legs spread wide for me. My fingers were moving a bit faster and harder over her clit as her moans became more frequent.

"Oh Daddy, this feels so good, please don't stop, make me cum! I want to cum for you," Layton said with her eyes closed and head pressed back into me.

I made the circle my fingers were making smaller and more focused on her clit. Layton responded immediately, "OH FUCK! Yes, John, right there, please right there!"

I used my free arm to hold Layton's body against my chest while I increased the pressure and speed of my fingers on her clit. Layton's right arm was grabbing the side of the tub for support as her body tensed and she started to cum. The combination of her juices and the water from the shower allowed my fingers to fly across her pussy. Her body melted into mine and her hips bucked up to meet my fingers.

Her body was shaking now and her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Layton finally managed a "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk!" as she reached her climax. My fingers stayed the course ensuring she received every ounce of pleasure from her orgasm before she slid down, moving her pussy away from my fingers.

She painted as the wave subsided, and getting the water a bit hotter she said "I can't wait Johnathan, I want to fuck you. Can I please?" I nodded and she eased me my back, right there in the shower. She straddled me, placed her legs on each side of my hips, and slowly guided my manhood inside her.

I love having a woman ride me; it was - and still is - one of my widowed wife's favorite sex positions, and apparently one of Layton's. I played and sucked on her lovely tits and teased her ass with my hands while she wildly bounced on my cock.

"You like that?" I gasped. "Is this all mine?"

"Yes Daddy, I'm all yours. I love how your cock feels in my pussy, the way its thickness fills me."

"My baby is so tight, I wish we could do this every day, but I'm not sure I'd hold up!"

She laughed and moaned "Please Daddy, just hold up a little longer."

Layton increased the speed of her bouncing faster and squealed with delight while I bucked my hips in time with her downward thrusts. Both of us were lost in the feeling as I pushed my cock deeper into her and again played with her tits.

Soon, it was all both of us could stand of the sexual stimulation. I pulled her face to mine and passionately kissed her before pulling her off my, then letting me re-enter her body.

She yelled out as I entered her with one hard thrust. The feeling was erotic and pleasurable. As I pumped in and out of her, she gasped when I hit one of her sensitive spots. Her kegel muscles gripped my shaft as we continued to fuck.

My hands slid down towards her ass. I caressed her smooth cheeks sensually and squeezed them while I increased the tempo of my thrusts. Layton bucked her hips against mine, following my rhythm. I gently bit her nipple as I felt her nails dig into my shoulders. There was no more waiting, the feelings surging through my body were sending me over the edge.

I felt my cock contract inside her pussy. She sensed my approaching orgasm, and quickly she lifted off of me, spun and dropped her mouth onto my cock. It didn't take three full pumps before I loosed rope after rope of glorious semen in her mouth. Looking up at me, Layton opened her mouth so I could see it was full of my seed, then in two loud gulps, swallowed it all, even reopening her moth to show me. Trainable indeed.

***

It's been several months since the above took place. Chris has continued to visit, though always stag. Apparently he is that much into his work. So much so, he hasn't really caught on to mine and Layton's new "Arrangement". I guess he'll figure it out eventually, but I'll deal with that when we get there.

Layton has indeed proven very 'trainable' in her submission. We have continued the Sugar-Daddy/Baby thing, though we don't call it by that. In fact, Layton has shown herself to be incredibly open minded to a myriad of types of play, from impact to Rope to being Dressed. She's even been open to sharing me with a friend, but that's a story for another time.

(Hope everyone really enjoyed this! PELASE comment and let me know, and thanks for reading!)