I wish to credit Amy, my partner in this cyber romp
>Roy: kisses on the valley between your breasts ........ rising along your neck, feeling you arch............kissing you chin from side to side trailing from one ear to another.........alighting on your lips, wetly parting, teasing them with the lightest of licks...........drawing your tongue out to tease mine....... letting them dance together is movements both coy and aggressive ......parting to look into one anothers' eyes continuing with a dance of sparkles as mist clears for fire and fire is banked by mist.........driving in and letting go.....................
>>Amy: -----------my nipples are so hard they ache...my body is squirming, pussy aching for your touch.....As our lips part I moan, and begin to beg for you to touch me, but you refuse, turning back once again to my breasts, stroking and licking my nipples, holding my breasts, licking your way across my skin...........
> .........circling one nipple with my tongue, more broadly now, laying a swath from nipple across aureole......the turbulent from my breath bringing cool and warm over the moistness......tingling and soothing......teasing and sating......every nerve in suspense at the next shiver or sigh...........the other with my fingers, rising from beneath, sustaining your breast........ then releasing and passing the tips past your nipple, spreading my fingers to tease but not touch........ merging and joining to circle and spiral inwards, lastly laying the tips of my fingers to the tip of your tit.........................
>> ------------I gasp, the sensation is so strong I can feel it all the way through my body. My already dripping pussy is on fire; my clit is aching for touch. I reach up with my left hand to curl behind your head, running my fingers through your hair and over your skin, urging your mouth on. My right hand starts down my body toward my aching pussy and clit, even though I know it is breaking the rules, and that I might be punished for touching myself without your permission..... and I want very much to please you........
> I know your body, it's every fluid motion, even with you fingers rustling through my hair...... I can sense without looking the rising of a breast, the tension in a breath, the quiet, secret movements of your arms. And I know of your disobedience and willfulness....... True, you desire to please me, but vastly more you desire your own pleasures. And if I will tarry before granting them, you will try to seize them for yourself. I could stop you, and I will. But first I will let you steal a taste of the pleasures yet to be granted.
So I remain,........... seemingly oblivious,........... seemingly ensorcelled,.............seemingly entranced by the igneous peaks that I rain my wet tongue and lips upon. Indeed I am, but ever sensing of your response β your lightest moan, your rising breasts, your arching pussy........
>> ----------The pressure is unbearable, and through the touch and sounds and pleasure the knowledge that you know exactly what you are doing to me......... that you like it best when I am yearning and arching and begging you with my body and my voice to touch.... that knowledge leads me past caution to run my hand further down my body, fingers touching first pubic hair, then the soft lips, wet with moisture.... I can't help pressing down with my palm while my pussy arcs up; my clit responding by pushing me through wave after wave of orgasm...I've forgotten where I am, who I am, until my eyes open to find yours looking directly into mine...passion tinged with amusement, and knowledge of the power you hold over me.... and the fun yet to come....
> My hand reaches down to grab your wrist. Already weak with orgasm you lie limp and compliant. Slowly I lift my lips from your breast. I bring your fingers to my lips drawing deep your scent, then tasting one delicious digit. I lift them to your lips. My eyes tell you to taste as well. Smiling, yet with remonstrance, I note, "You have been disobedient and wanton beyond my leave."
You eye me warily, but are relieve when I glide your fingers down over the valley of your breast and then up upon a nipple. You begin to tease the peak placing, enveloping it with your touch. My fingers touch yours, then close tightly, forcing yours to pinch your breast, then pull a little. I advise, "You must be punished, and you will comply". I squeeze harder against your fingers, pressing even tighter against your nipple, and pulling harder - the pinching and pulling twisting the tender tip.
I look sternly though smiling at you. "What manner of woman is so willfully wanton? You will answer me and truthfully. When I am satisfied, I will relent for a while, though more punishments are in the offing." My lips then lay upon your other nipple, parting to let my teeth press lightly yet threateningly..................
>> -------the pressure of my own fingers twisting and pulling on my nipple is causing it to tingle, pain and pleasure mixing, spreading yet more warmth through my body.... I can feel your teeth resting lightly against the other, teasingly threatening. I answer truthfully "a woman like me.... spread open for your desire...pussy dripping with need, mouth longing for your taste"..... I lean forward my head, tongue snaking out to capture our intertwined fingers and nipple, sucking the remaining pussy juice off my fingers, before leaning my head back..... " willing to do whatever you will have me do, however you want to use me to bring you pleasure". My pussy flows again; merely saying these words causes my body to react..... I am trying to ignore my need and concentrate on yours, like a proper sex slave, and I am afraid that my words will not convince you, and you will find some new way to prolong to sweet agony I am experiencing...........