Author's note: Elia is a beautiful young woman that is deaf and communicates via sign language. The makes conversation a bit stilted. This story is autobiographical, so the names have been changed to prevent embarrassment to those concerned.
It was a lazy Saturday morning and Elia slept in. She stirred slightly as Tony got up and padded quietly downstairs to make coffee. She woke again as he slipped back into the room, bearing a tray with cups of steaming coffee and some fresh croissants. She eyed him with a dreamy smile on her face as he lay the tray down on the bedside table and sat next to her on the bed. His hand gently brushed her hair from her eyes and he smiled back at her.
"Morning, sleepy head," he said. "Have some coffee," he offered.
Elia sat up and picked up the cup and sipped it.
She smiled her approval and signed, "Starbucks, good."
Bad grammar, nice compliment. Elia watched him smear butter on the croissant and took it from him and ate it greedily, sipping coffee between bites. They ate and sipped their coffee in silence, watching each other, locked in silent communication.
They finished their coffee and croissants and Tony tugged at her hand to get her out of bed. She tugged back and gave him her most seductive smile. She patted the bed with her other hand.
"Come here, with me," she signed.
Tony regarded her carefully, and sank back down into the warmth of the covers. She twisted him onto his back, and mounted him. She leaned over and kissed him, the kiss full of longing and desire. He responded, and put his hands to her nipples, fondling them gently.
Elia broke the kiss and slid down his body, intent on giving her lover a treat. She wanted to prove to him that she could do the same to him as he was always able to do to her, namely make him reach orgasm with her mouth. She had read all the books, and thought she knew what she was doing. Up to this point in their budding relationship, she had only used oral sex as foreplay. He had done the same, but since she could have multiple orgasms and he could not, it didn't seem fair to her. This was going to be her morning to prove to him and to herself that she was his sexual equal and partner.
She pulled the gym shorts he wore as pajamas down and tossed them on the floor. She regarded his growing erection for a moment, and put both hands on it to tickle it and stroke it. He lifted his arms and put both hands under his head and watched her with interest. Elia leaned over and took the head in her mouth and licked it with her tongue. She felt him wiggle under her and heard a quick intake of breath. "Good," she thought to herself. He was responding just the way she thought he would. She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and took more of his hardness into her mouth. She paused for a moment, enjoying the feeling the cock gave her as it twitched and throbbed in her mouth. His hips flexed, as if to ask for more, but she moved her head up to hold the depth. She sucked on him very gently, and let her saliva coat the taught skin. She gently pulled her head back for another breath, and repeated the process.
Tony enjoyed her ministrations to his engorged organ but had no idea that she wanted him to go off in her mouth. He had pretty much resigned himself to Elia using her mouth strictly for foreplay, as she had never shown any particular talent at giving head. And he was too shy to tell her, much less teach her. He reveled in the light, tickly touch of her mouth for a while, then reached down for her so they could fuck. Elia pulled her head up and pushed him away. She eyed him for a moment, then signed to him that she wanted him to cum in her mouth. He laid back down as she renewed her efforts and pondered what to do next. Perhaps if he was patient enough, she could excite him enough to make him cum. It was worth a try. He relaxed as best he could, and reviewed his most exciting fantasy. It didn't do any good. After about half an hour, Elia's mouth and jaw were tired and Tony was starting to lose his erection. She looked at him, curious and hurt, and wondered why he didn't respond as other men had. Finally, Tony pulled her head off of his cock and sat up in bed. He was disgusted with her and her pathetic efforts.
Then things went really wrong. Elia started to whine and signed to him as she compared him to the other men in her life. Wrong thing to do. Tony looked at her, his face dark with fury. He grabbed her wrist and flipped her over his lap and started to give her a hard spanking with his hand. Her buttocks turned a bright pink under the rain of blows, and she squealed at the mistreatment. Finally, he jerked her off his lap and threw her back on the bed.
