I'm laying on my side on the bed facing the door. The blindfold is in place, so I can't see, but I will be the first thing he sees when he walks in the room. This is the second time he has been my client, and the first time was the fuck of my life. However, we also broke all but one of my rules...and the same rules that I told his girlfriend I follow.
When she contacted me to schedule this visit, I tried not to jump at the chance to fuck him again. Handled it professionally, tried not to come across too eager...even though my panties got wet thinking about that night and what is to come.
I hear the door open and my pussy gets tight. I'm in black lace again...bra and thong this time and I know it is going to be soaked by the time he slips a finger inside of me. The collar he asked me to wear the first time is fastened around my throat and my lips are red. Mmmmm, that collar...no man has ever put one on me before or asked me to wear one. I had no idea what a turn on it would be for me. I slip a finger through the loop on the collar, my arm resting between my breasts when I hear the door open and ice clinking against a glass.
I feel a hand start at my ankle and slide up the inside of my leg. I arch my pussy toward that hand when it reaches my inner thigh, but he skips over it. Then I feel his hand remove mine from the loop...suddenly I'm being pulled firmly against his chest...he has ahold of the collar himself now and is forcing my head and upper body to his will. My tits brush against his shirt and my nipples tighten at the contact. I'm a little breathless from being pulled by the collar, and that just intensifies the sensation.
"You agree to the terms?" I can feel that his lips are close to mine, and I am yearning to kiss him...but damn those rules (the "terms" he is referring to.) I pant out a Yes and press closer, tilting my face upwards toward his.
John himself called after everything was arranged and we agreed that going forward we will follow the rules that I outlined from the beginning, that this is a business transaction and we will abide by the terms of the contract.
β’ No cumming in my mouth
β’ No fucking without a condom
β’ No cumming inside me (even with the condom on)
β’ I reserve the right to refuse anal
β’ No marks on my body that anyone can see
β’ I won't kiss him until he kisses me first
β’ Pleasure only, not pain
Fuck me. I created this list...then I had the best sex of my life, breaking most of these rules, and now we're going back to the list. I have literally given myself the worst sexual frustration I have ever experienced in my life. I want this man to fuck me, I want to experience our first night together all over again...but we agreed...this is just business. He is my client, and it is my job to service and pleasure him. I need to put the first time out of my head and focus on right now.
His mouth makes contact with my nipple, pulling the black lace aside, and pushing all thought aside with it. I try to drop my head back, but he still has a grip on the ring on my collar and it restricts the movement. I lift my hands to the back of his head instead, holding him in place while he sucks, nibbles and licks at my nipple and massages my breast. I can't help but moan out loud..."You going to cum from this?" he teases me.