I'm lying on the sofa, half reading, half watching TV.
You had come in about 45 minutes ago, said "Hi" quickly then disappeared upstairs. Your mood seemed a little off so I was giving you some space to work on what was bothering you and was thinking I'd run up to see you in a few minutes. Idly wondering what to make for dinner that would cheer you up.
Not really concentrating on anything I don't hear as you came down the stairs. I'm startled as you walk into the room.
You stare at me, blank expression on your face, eyes holding mine.
"You ok? You seemed a bit upset when you came in". I sit up and move my legs off the sofa to give you space to sit.
You ignore my question. Your hand strokes over the top of my head, you cup the side of my face in your hand and I lean into your soft warm palm. You stroke my hair again, I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling. You grab the hair at the back of my head and tilt my face up. You jerk my hair and my eyes open in shock. The sudden change from stroking to pulling startles me.
"That's better, did I say you could stop looking at me?"
I'm a bit confused as you seem pissed at me and I can't think of anything I've done to annoy you. I can be bratty and like to push back sometimes but more for fun than to upset you. I try to think of anything I've done or said in the past day or so that would have annoyed you.
"Sorry, I didn't realise it would upset you." I don't say it sarcastically but somehow that is how it sounds.
"Get on your knees. Now!" You practically snarl at me. The steely look in your eyes and the command in your voice makes my pussy spasm, I start to get wet and my nipples tighten a little just at your voice and the look on your face.
I drop to my knees. Not graceful or elegant, I just drop off the front of the sofa onto the floor. The impact as my knees hit the floor makes my very large tits bounce and I see you smirk just a little before you make your face go neutral again.
Now I know we're playing even if I'm not sure whether you're really angry or not. The possibilities start running through my mind and I bite my bottom lip as I feel my clit tingle.
You wrap my hair around both hands and pull my head back so I'm staring up at you as you lean over me. "I do like this view" an evil grin on your lips as you stare down my top. You watch my tits as my breath quickens as I get turned on. You watch them pushing against the confines of my bra. I like it when you take charge, I love to know you're in control, that I'd do anything to be the 'Good Girl' you want me to be.
You walk around me and sit on the sofa, legs on either side of me. I start to turn, shuffling on my knees.
"Stop."
You lean forward and I feel your lips on the back of my neck, you gently bite making me groan a little. Hands around my waist you run them up my sides to grab a tit in each hand. Your hands are big but my tits are bigger. You kneed and squeeze them, hands roaming all over them, trying to make sure you get to play with all of them. I've dropped my ass to my heels and I'm leaning back into you. My arms resting on your legs, hands gripping your knees as you paw me. Another groan and I'm biting my lip again as you start to tease my nipples, rubbing and flicking them through the material, making them harden fully so you can grab them, pinch and pull. Your fingers get rougher. Squeezing harder, finger tips digging in, pulling my nipples as far as you can and holding them there.
I'm squirming, hips flicking and rotating, ass grinding down onto my heels. My fingers dig in hard to your knees. I want to touch my clit, just a little, run my finger along my shaved lips and feel how wet you've made me, push a finger into my cunt and cum. I don't though. I know it isn't allowed until you say so. If you say so.
Your hands have left my tits and they are now resting on top of mine. The little electric shocks are still running down from my nipples straight to my pussy and it takes me a minute or so of continuing to grind down against my heels, trying to get enough friction before I realise you've stopped.
"Enjoy that my little slut?" You're biting my neck again, a bit harder now and the words you murmur in my ear just get me more excited. "I bet you're wet just from my hands on your titties. Does that needy little cunt want to be touched? Do you want to cum?"