"Hey Baby," You say as I pull open my door for you to enter my cozy room.
I smile up at you, loving that name. Without words I kiss you before you are more than one step past the doorway. Our lips are moving together so well I don't want to pull away. We are very talented at the tongue dance, having much practice. My hands pull your face to me and you run your fingers through my hair. Still without words I break the kiss and begin to push you towards the bed. I can see your cock already hard and pushing against your shorts, begging to be exposed, dreaming of feeling my capable tongue. I kneel and begin to unzip your zipper, excited to take you in my mouth, ready to taste Master.
Instead though, you stop me.
"No honey. Tonight is your night. It is your birthday, so I am going to please you." Your eyes twinkle as I stare into them, now back on my feet. I can't retain my smile, but for good measure I am still cautious and curious.
"Are you sure Mast..." But before I can finish my question you have already started to kiss me again and in one swift motion I feel your arms wrap around my thighs and lift me onto the bed. I sit in front of you now feeling you warm mouth run down the sides of my neck and then back up my cheeks. I shiver as your hands run down my body and over my chest. I moan as your fingers graze over my nipples and you realize that I have no bra on under my loose cotton shirt. You then grab me firmly, holding both of my breasts, or what you can of them, in each hand. You're groping in time with your tongue which flicks inside my mouth.
"I've fucked you wearing only this shirt before," You say when our mouths part and we begin to breathe again. "Tonight, I want to make love to you only wearing this shirt." You say this gently as your hands rub the soft cotton. You lips gently meet my forehead, and again I shiver at your touch.
"Yes Master," I say closing my eyes and focusing on your hands rubbing my legs as they dangle off the bed in front of you.
"No baby." You coo softly, moving your hands up my thighs. "Tonight it's not Master, I'm just your love." I feel your hands working toward the zipper of my shorts and I try to lean back to let you unzip me, but your hands catch my head and hold my face to yours. "I'm your love, all yours." You say resting your forehead on mine and I can see the freckles in your left eye. Then you apply another kiss to my forehead and shifting one of your hands up to caress my face. I close my eyes again feeling the tickling on your fingers as the glide across my cheek and then you trace the outline of my lips with your fingertips. You are so gentle and cause such a stirring inside me that I feel I must be dreaming.
Your hands move back to my shorts, and this time I am allowed to lean back. I offer to undo the button that keeps you from my sweet wetness, but you swat my hands away.
"No baby, I'm undressing you. I'm taking care of my girl tonight."
At these words I shift my pillow beneath my head and watch you undress me. Your eyes light up at the sight of the black and blue lacey underwear that hold the sides of my hips and retain my wetness in the middle. I hear you exhale with excitement at my new purchase and you kiss the top of my underwear line, just below my belly button as you pull my jeans the rest of the way off. Your tongue and graceful lips follow your hands and kiss down my legs. Down the inside of one leg you move, licking, kissing, and gently nipping my inner thigh. I can't contain my excitement as your mouth lingers only for a second over my pussy. I feel your breath through my thong, and then you move to the other leg, licking the bit of wetness that has dripped down it. You torture me lovingly down my other leg again. Your warm mouth tickles my soft skin. I feel your face rub against me, feeling my silky flesh against you. I moan with delight as you please me. I can't control myself and I mix a moan with a laugh of pleasure as I buck my hips upward.
