I'm a good girl, I must not peek... but it was hard. Kneeling there, naked, my legs wide open, hands resting on my thighs, keeping my gaze down, waiting. I was getting more and more excited. I knew He would enter any minute now and find me here exactly as He ordered. This time it was slightly different; I was wearing my new plug. With the smooth glass in my bum and the collar around my neck, I felt truly owned, and in this exposed position, waiting, I felt myself getting more and more aroused. I could hear the front door and my heart skipped a beat... He's here.
Footsteps, some shuffle, I could hear Him getting closer to the bedroom.
"Good girl," Sir said as He stepped in. I couldn't help myself; I looked up at Him with a huge smile. There He was in front of me, and I was in my happy place. Butterflies in my stomach, excitement and warmth spread over my whole body... how does He do this to me every single time? He makes me melt with His pure presence.
He caressed my face and leaned forward for a kiss. As His lips touched mine, the warmth inside me turned to tingles and my heart began to race.
"Close your eyes, baby girl," He told me once we broke our kiss and I followed His order. I could hear Him slowly walking around me, some quiet shuffling. "That's it, keep them closed." It was not easy. I really wanted to know what He was up to, but all I could tell was that He was standing in front of me again. He gently lifted my chin and brushed His thumb across my lips. "Open! You know what you have to do." Oh yes, I did, and as soon as I obeyed, I could taste His hard cock in my eager mouth. He pushed a little forward but allowed me to work on it.
I love pleasing Him and I want to make sure He knows it, and this time was no different. With all my love and appreciation, I began playing with His cock, using only my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip, then down and back up on the shaft. I enjoyed this feeling: the taste of Him, the smoothness of the tip under my tongue, how I was making it all wetter and wetter, knowing the pleasure I was giving, hearing Him sigh and groan in His enjoyment... until He pulled back.
I looked up at His naked body, taking in His slim but muscular stature before me, and it took some willpower to be a good girl and stay put because every atom inside me just wanted to reach out and touch. I smiled up at His handsome face and I could see He was still in a slight daze, quickly trying to regain composure. This filled me with a sense of accomplishment, but I was hungry for more. He finally spoke:
"You're such a good little cock slut, baby!"
"Thank you, Sir" I grinned. I love receiving praise from Him. I always aim for perfection; with His constant faith in me, He inspires me to be the best I can be and more, and so these little compliments let me know I'm doing well.
"And got your toys ready as I ordered, such a good girl!"
I let out a cheeky chuckle. He really doesn't have to tell me twice to get my gadgets and gizmos ready and He knows it. Now the only question is...
"Grab your favourite vibe, baby and get up on the bed with me, I believe you have a story to tell me."
"Yes Sir" I blushed. I knew this was coming. We'd recently opened up our relationship to turn me into His "hotwife" and vixen and each meeting pushed the limits a little further. This last time I had someone in my bed after an hour of saying hi online. Sir and I had talked since, He had all the photos and videos but this was the first time I had a chance to tell Him about it face to face, play with Him and observe His reactions. Oh, those sweet reactions! They make everything so much hotter, not to mention the confidence boost!
He got comfortable with His back against the cushions in front of the headboard and spread His legs so I could kneel between them, giving Him a perfect view of my performance.
"Turn the vibrator on and put it in place, baby."
A tiny wave of pleasure hit me as I touched my toy to my clit. My heart suddenly started to beat even faster. As I reached for His cock, I was rummaging my brain for words... this is it, the fantasy in real life. I stroked His stiff shaft slowly up and then down with my delicate hand, looked up at Him, biting my lip, and to try to save face I said....
"Mmmm..." and smiled.
"So, what did you do last week, baby girl?" He asked softly. He knew I was buffering and tried to help.