My Dominus...
On a warm summer day just outside of Philadelphia, B.J. lounges under an umbrella by her pool with a cold drink. Enjoying the shade, she tilts her head back to take a sip of her drink and closes her eyes as the cold liquid slides down her warm throat. She has the day to relax from her busy schedule and watches the glimmering sunlight bounce off the crystal blue water. The trees rustle in the distance as they dance with the wind, offering her a moment of peaceful serenity. Her eyes close as the cool breeze flows across her bare skin, arousing her senses and sending a chill to her spine. As she embraces the chill by arching her breasts forward and gliding her long leg closer to her abdomen; she moves her hand from her naked breast down past her stomach and stopping between her legs. Smiling as she becomes aroused, she recalls what he has awakened inside her and the moment he became her Dominus...
A funny joke was all it took to intrigue her; then a smile; then the touch of his hands on her lower back. With each shared moment between them in the crowded meeting room her thoughts turned to fantasies of his kiss on her neck; his hands on her naked body; and feeling him between her warm legs. She yearned for a lover that would worship and enflame her body. Could he be the one?
Her curiosity became stronger with every glance in his light blue eyes. Eyes as light blue as the glimmering water of her pool; eyes that pierced her soul and sees what she could be to him.
Her lustful thoughts sparked her first of many vivid sexual dreams about him. So vivid she would wake up sexually aroused and unable to sleep until she self-pleasured. These feelings and desires were so new and unexpected that she pondered if she should tell him what he was doing to her. She wondered why this man has made her this passionate without ever sexually touching her; especially when all of her past lovers left her wanting and needing more.
She tried hard to be a professional around him, trying to control the mounting sexual desires. Her control weakened and her body quivered as his eyes sent electric currents of excitement through her entire body. She never experienced such a strong desire to be with someone, to know someone, and to feel someone.
When she caught him looking at her heart shaped ass; her emotions intensified adding to the sexual tension building inside of her. She wondered if he was interested in her or was he just appreciating the view. After several months of playful conversation and stolen glances, her sexual desires became too much for her to hold inside. It was time to mention the dream she had about him.
She felt a little nervous when the words escaped her mouth. She expected him to dismiss her confession but was pleasantly surprised when he flashed a flirty smile of intrigue and asked for more. She was exhilarated by his response and suggested they meet for drinks but to their surprise it turned into a weekend.
As she entered the hotel room she could smell his cologne that worked perfectly with his body chemistry and it excited her. She noticed his jeans were loose but tight enough to shape his sexy ass as he walked past her. Their excitement to finally be alone filled the air between them as their eyes met and they smiled at each other.
She asked him if he wanted a surprise; something neither of them had done before. He nervously said yes so she handed him a remote without saying what it was for. As he played with it, pushing the button on and off, her panties vibrated and sent waves of pleasure throughout her body. Her nipples became harder, her breasts perkier and her smile became larger with each passing moment he stimulated her clit. She wanted to let out a moan when he left the button on a little too long but held her composure, taking each wave of pleasure without flinching; after all she didn't want to give away the surprise.
He laughed after each push of the button, asking what it was for and what it was doing; truly having no clue as to what it did. They shared in this moment of laughter but only she knew what he was physically doing to her, what he had done to her for months. After what seemed like an eternity she took his hand and placed it between her legs so he can feel what was occurring with each push of the button. He giggled at the thought; which made her giggle too and he slid the remote into his pocket with a boyish grin indicating it will come in handy as they headed out for drinks at the hotel bar.
They chose to sit at a small table in the middle of the bar seating area. He sat with his back to the wall while she sat across from him. It was a typical hotel bar that was lightly dimmed and soft music played overhead. There were a handful of patrons spread throughout; with the closest people to them a few tables away and a few people seated at the bar. Half way into the night a man chose to sit at the table next to them with his back against the wall.
As they chatted over drinks her thoughts were consumed with wanting to be closer to him, to smell him and to feel him. He was erotic, handsome, fun, and his playfulness, his laughter and his sexuality aroused her.
As the night progressed and their conversation ranged between getting to know each other and sexual interests, she would often forget she was wearing the vibrating panties. He noticed this about her and would surreptitiously press the button causing her to stop dead in her tracks. She could think of nothing else but the vibrator acting like an extension of his arm, fingers thrumming her already sensitive clit. He was in full control of her pleasure with the flick of his finger. In this playfulness she knew he would be different then her past lovers; his desire to play and tease her was a welcomed surprise.
After each flick of his finger she could see the fascination about her in his eyes and how sexually aroused he was becoming. He asked her to close the distance between them by moving her chair next to his. He placed her hand on top of his jeans that were struggling to contain his excitement. Leaning closer, she lightly caressed his cock under the table. He leaned back into his seat to provide her with more room to tease him. He placed his hand on her thigh and slowly pulled up her skirt to display a little more of her leg. As he stroked her inner thigh he was surprised at her public display and wondered how far she would go. Their eyes locked as if she was reading his mind and she told him she would fuck him anywhere, anytime and would welcome the audience. He smiled and his cock jumped under her hand. Her eyes widen as she giggled before licking her lips and started to uncrossed and re-crossed her barely covered legs. Her senses were heightened in the excitement and her thoughts turned to smelling his cologne. She closed her eyes, leaned in drawling a deep and slow breath as she moved up the curve of his neck. She could feel his head slowly tilting back as he took in her presence. She smiled and whispered "Mmmmm" as she leaned back into her seat. He stopped her and whispered, "I must have you now! Let's go back to our room; I want to feel your wet pussy on my hard cock."
Upon entering the hotel room her thoughts race between all their shared moments of conversation of what they wanted to do to each other and she could not decide what she wanted to experience first. Does she want his hard cock between her legs or does she want to taste him?
As they kiss their way across the room, dropping their clothes to the floor, the thought of tasting him consumes her. She whispered into his ear, "I want your cock in my mouth".
As he lied back on the bed, he saw her excited nipples on her bountiful breasts. He stopped, leaned his head towards them and placed his warm mouth over her nipple while he played with the other one. She tilted her head back in excitement as she felt the light suckle of his mouth and the playfulness of his tongue. She moaned in excitement before pushing him back onto the bed.