The sofa was an excellent selection. Two cream colored high backed wing chairs in flanked either side of the stone fireplace. A large and luxurious cream rug lay in the center of the room. The sectional faced the two. It's back corner intentionally centered with the foyer and carved wood door.
"When you are told to get in position for me you will remove your clothes, unless directed otherwise and bend over the back of the sofa. This is where you will wait for me with your legs spread wide. When I open the front door I want to see that sexy ass and glistening pussy," you instructed.
A shiver went up my spine and nectar dripped between my thighs as I imagined the scene you described. I wanted so much to touch myself and relieve the throbbing just your words had created.
"Do you understand what is expected?" you asked.
Biting my lip, I nodded.
"That is not how you answer me," you said as you forcefully pulled my body against yours. My hard nipples pressed into your chest while your arousal made itself known grinding against my pelvic bone.
"Yes, Sir," I whimpered gazing up at your mesmerizing hazel eyes with flecks of gold adding to a twinkle to your mischief.
"Much better," you quipped "Now I am going out for a bit. Instructions for you have been left for you in our bathroom. Follow them precisely."
Leaving an adoring kiss on my forehead you strode back out the front door. I was a throbbing and wet heap of desire with only myself to release my need. My fingers trailed down the row of buttons on my dress releasing each one while teasing the skin beneath. Goosebumps formed on my stomach as the cool air and soft tickle of my nails traveled down. With my dress open to my thighs, I allowed the thin white cotton to slip down my shoulders exposing my blush colored half cup bra. My breasts were begging for attention, so I began kneading them with one hand while the other sought to quench the fires down below.
Dropping to my knees in front of the fire I pulled my breasts out and over the cups of the bra. With both hands I knelt before the fire pinching and pulling my nipples. My legs spread wide I leaned back letting my long wildfire hair graze the ground behind me. My blush lace tanga was soaked, but the heat from the fire blew across the moisture causing me to moan out loud.
I became lost in the moment allowing the heat to move through me. I was the temptress teasing the flames. My hand roughly grabbed the tanga, pulling it to the side to give my lover direct access to my bud and dripping flower. I offered myself to the heat, rubbing my clit and stroking my outer lips.
This wasn't enough. I needed more. I needed the heat to consume me. Spreading my outer lips with both hands I lifted my yearning towards the flames. The flood of arousal dripped down between my cheeks.
Sliding my fingers between my inner lips, I dipped my forefinger inside. My honey drenched my finger. I brought it to my lips and sucked the sweet offering. My lips glossed with my own secretions, I moaned loudly.
My hands took on a mind of their own. The fire guided them to firmly massage my pearl in small circular motions while my other hand attended to my ripe fruit further down. My lips were engorged as I stroked them with my nails, allowing a dip inside now and then.
My need to cum was so intense that I was trembling. As my back arched I forced two fingers deep inside my hot, throbbing cunt. Crying out with each penetration I began pulling my fingers out and then shoving them back in. My tight walls delighted at the invasion.
Knowing you had penetrated me with larger things a third digit was added to the welcomed assault. My pussy stung, but stretched to accept the new visitor. I was feverishly working my nub as my fingers became buried deep inside. With a little exploration I hit the payload. My index finger began taunting my g-spot. I could feel my climax building as my body stiffened and my fingers worked their magic.
Leaning back so far that I was almost lying on my legs my ministrations worshipped the flames. My pussy clenched my fingers as my body shook with the waves of my orgasm. The warmth of the fire spread within me. Screaming out I pulled my fingers back and pressed them in again.
I was wild with need. I could feel a second eruption building, the fire driving me to a feverish pace I fucked myself harder and harder. My screams of ecstasy echoed through the room. I came again, harder and more forcefully than the first then lay spent in front of my lover, my fingers still inside. My nipples were standing taunt and proud. Moaning I slowly came back to reality and reluctantly removed my fingers. I was relaxed and satiated.
Suddenly I heard clapping from the sofa. At some point you had returned. You had snuck in and watched my forbidden release. I gulped as I realized I had broken a steadfast rule. Permission to cum must be granted and any masturbation must be presented to you.
