Suzanne Farrell was not exactly sure what she was doing.
What had she been thinking when she invited a former boyfriend from high school to her home?
What the hell had she been thinking when she stripped naked and waited for him at the front door?
She had no answer other than pure animal lust. After all he was married. She thought that was what made the whole situation such a turn on. She had to admit to herself that it was. She had sat there on that pillow waiting for him for about ten minutes before he arrived and she had been so wet that she had been literally dripping. She had found it hard to resist rubbing her clit and after a few minutes it was impossible to ignore her desire. She dipped a finger into her wetness and circled her clit lightly. Each time she passed over it she jerked a little. Both legs shook slightly as she went around it softly and slowly. When she changed the direction of her circle she thought she would cum right there. She slowed down and enjoyed the sensation of rubbing her own clit naked kneeling on a pillow at her own front door. The taboo factor of it all was just too much for her to take. When he had knocked on her door and entered she was ready, waiting as she had been instructed and wanting to be fucked so devilishly she could not stand it. That was exactly what he did and she loved every second of it.
She had replayed it in her mind several times since it happened and had found it no less appealing. It became better and better each time she relived it in her mind.
Jonathan stayed with her that night in her apartment. It wasn't quite an apartment actually. It was actually a guest house attached to the home of a person she worked with. They had offered to rent it to her so she could be closer to work and she moved in immediately. Suzanne enjoyed the company of the people and the quiet solitude it offered her. It did make having male company a little awkward at times. She was sure they knew what was going on when guys came over but they never questioned her and never looked at her awkwardly or like she had done anything wrong.
He had shared her bed with her the night before and they had fucked like lovers most of the night. She enjoyed his touch and had forgotten how good he felt inside of her after all these years. She had forgotten how well he could lick her pussy too. When they had dated they were both young and naΓ―ve and had been each others first sexual experiences. Hell, most all of their first's had been with each other. They had done so much experimenting on each other's willing bodies. When they were together someone was always cumming. Even in the car, she was either sucking his cock while he drove or he was fingering her to an orgasm. They had never wasted any alone time then and they weren't wasting any now. She could not believe all this was happening. Throughout all her thoughts Suzanne wondered if it was wrong or right to be doing this. Honestly, she did not care. It felt right and that was all that mattered to her at this moment. With that thought she lowered her mouth back down on his cock and continued sucking it for him. She had been sucking his cock for a few minutes now and laughed to herself about how it had started that morning. It all boiled down to being controlled. Suzanne had agreed to let him dominate her while he was in her apartment. She had wanted it to be that way. It was, after all, her suggestion. She had done it like women do so often. Giving a man the idea ever so craftily and then making them believe it was their own idea so they would revel in it and Jonathan had done just that.
Jonathan had never done anything like it before and was amazed at how much he liked the feeling of commanding her. He had not been brazen or hard on her. Not yet anyway. His commands were softly spoken but with enough authority for her to understand what he wanted and what the consequences of not obeing would be. He was not ready to move beyond that. Not yet anyway. Here she was sucking his cock and all he had to do was tell her.
"Suck my cock".
He had instructed her to remain nude while he was there and she complied. She made breakfast nude and once done eating he sat on her couch and instructed her once again.
"Kneel beside my left side on the floor and watch TV with me."
She had done as was told and he stroked her hair lovingly and found something for them to watch.
She rested there on her pillow and knelt with a straight back that forced her tits to stick out and accentuated them. Her ass pouted outwardly from her posture and she liked the way it felt to be there beside him with his hand on her hair. Occasionally he would reach down and tease her nipples. Pinching them and rolling them between his fingers and thumb as he watched the screen. Each time he touched them it sent a wave of electric shock directly to her moistened clit. She wiggled her ass a little to get more comfortable and then settled back down on her haunches as he rubbed her hair again.
Without speaking he unzipped his shorts, reached inside them and freed his cock. It wasn't the biggest cock she had ever had but it was the first and for that reason it had a special place inside of her, both literally and figuratively. His cock was nice at a little over 7 Β½" long and 2 Β½" thick. It wasn't too big and wasn't too small. He had let his cock bob there for a few seconds and she had waited patiently, eying his cock, not moving or speaking. He kept his eyes on the television and slowly began to stroke it up and down right in front of her. He had two fingers hooked around it and his thumb and was slowly moving from the base to the head. He would then circle the head with his thumb right underneath the lip where the head met the shaft, which made him shiver, and the move back down his cock. She watched him intently as he stroked his cock and waited for his instruction. One hand on her hair the other jerking off his own cock while she watched.
Jonathan had never really masturbated in front of a woman before. The thought of doing it in front of Suzanne was amazing. He loved how liberating it felt to just be able to remove his cock and stroke freely without anyone wondering what the hell he was doing. As he stroked his cock he felt her looking at him. He knew she was watching as he moved his hands up and down his shaft and that thrilled him. He put a little extra show into it for her and gave in to the feeling of pleasure his hands elicited from his cock as he rubbed. As he rubbed over his cock head the precum leaking from his shaft helped to moisten things and when it did it caused him to shudder involuntarily. He felt his breathing pick up and his eyes shut. He was enjoying the feeling of having himself in his hands with a willing spectator.
After a few minutes he unbuttoned his shorts and slid both his shorts and his boxers down past his ankles and laid them on the couch to his right. He spread his legs a little and then began to pull on his balls, stretching them out. It was slightly painful but he had told her how much he enjoyed doing it and having it done for him so he did it for her so she would be able to see and understand what it did to him. He wanted her to see him like this. He wanted her to know how hard he was because of her and the freedom she had given him to do anything he liked whenever he felt like it.
Suzanne watched him as he stroked himself for her. She was acutely aware of her own arousal. Her nipples had been hard but she had become very wet and her clit throbbed, needing attention. She was lost in that thought when he turned to her and looked into her eyes greedily and instructed her once again.
"Wrap your hand around my cock and jerk me off with one hand and pull on my balls with your other hand. Make sure you use your fingernails when you pull on my balls. I love the way that feels."
Suzanne moved over between his legs and slowly wrapped her small hands around his cock. She moved them up and down his shaft softly and then used her nails to pull on his balls with the other hand.
Jonathan's eyes rolled back in his head. He could not believe how good her hands felt all over his cock and pulling on his balls. Her hands were soft and ger strokes were slowly moving up and down the length of his shaft. She was scraping her nails on his balls as she pulled them and his cock lurched when she did it the first time. He looked at her and their eyes met. It was the sexiest look he had ever seen from her. Jonathan could not believe this was happening. He settled down into the rhythm of her slow strokes and sharp tugs at his balls. He wanted to enjoy the way this felt right now. He wanted this feeling of being with her to last.
Suzanne wanted to do this right for him and be rewarded. She continued to move slowly up and down his cock and on about every third stroke she would pull on his balls, scraping them with her fingernails. Each time she became bolder than the last until she was sure she was hurting him but he did not stop her. He arched his back and his hips jerked each time she did it. His cock was leaking pre-cum and she wanted to lick it off but knew better than to do anything before she had been instructed to do so.
After a few minutes Jonathan told her, "Kneel next to me on the couch."
Suzanne silently complied with his command and climbed up beside him, kneeling perpendicularly to him. She then bent at the waist and began stroking his cock and tugging and scraping at his balls once again. She was enjoying this. The control, having his warm, hard cock in her hands and causing him a gentle amount of pain each time she pulled and scraped.