A very enjoyable intro had been experienced, now we were about to start the main action. I suddenly realised my mistake. When I first saw her kneeling on my bed with that inviting look on her face I had thought she was offering herself to me for my pleasure, now realisation dawned. She was using me for her pleasure and it was to be under her direction. To continue or to call a halt, that was the question (apologies to Shakespeare). My decision to surrender to her was made without a second thought and, as it turned out, without any regrets.
She was still wearing her blouse and skirt, I still had my shirt and socks on, a situation that was about to change. She turned to face me.
"Get naked."
As I undid my shirt she got off the bed and started to strip off. With both of us completely naked she displayed her body to me in all its beauty, my eyes explored every curve. My trance was suddenly broken when she spoke.
"Kneel on the bed as I did."
What was a man to do but obey, especially as my mind was working overtime wondering what delights would follow.
There I was, kneeling on the bed, knees apart and with my arse in the air, in any other situation it would have been comical. She knelt between my legs, her tits brushing against my thighs, one hand moved to caress my balls as the other passed between my legs to encircle my cock. She gripped tightly but not painfully. A good wanking seemed to be on the cards but no; suddenly she let go and I felt a hand on each arse cheek. The cheeks were pulled apart and I felt my arsehole being pulled open. Yet again she stopped as quickly as she had begun.
She was teasing me and I was enjoying it. What would be next? The answer came immediately as her tongue licked my balls. First the back then each side finally her lips closed over my left ball and she sucked. She did the same to my right ball but this time she took it into her mouth, gently biting as she sucked. Between each bite more of my sac disappeared into her mouth until she had both balls between her teeth. The biting sensation caused just that level of pain designed to be sexually pleasurable but it could come at a price. She was in control, a sudden movement on my part or a desire on her part to inflict damage would have me in agony or even worse, castrated.
The fear coupled with the pain gave a sexual high never before experienced, in fact I was just about to cum. She obviously sensed my cock twitch for the next thing I knew she had clamped one hand around my cock in a vice like grip, spat out my balls only to squeeze them hard with her other hand. The pain this induced was not one of pleasure. Again she broke the silence.
"Not yet."
My predicament was such that obeying was the only option, the pressure on my cock and balls eased.
"Good, You will cum when I say and not before."
I was her plaything, enjoying whatever lay ahead was the sensible option. I must admit this was my first experience of a woman being in charge of the action but what the hell, there's a first time for everything. She sensed my submission and returned to the job in hand (so to speak).
I now knew an expert was at work. The skin on my cock back was pulled back until I thought it would be pulled away from the head, a further sensation of pain. She stopped just at the level of pain which was pleasurable and gently allowed the skin to return to its normal position. I relaxed. Which part of my body would receive her expert attention next?
My arse was the answer. Her hands were placed on my arse cheeks spreading them wide. What pleasure would she inflict upon me? After what seemed an eternity she brushed something across my arse cheeks and my arsehole. Her nipple! As she swayed to and fro caressing my skin with her nipples I heard her purring. She was getting as much pleasure through the stimulation as I was! The swaying stopped but only so that she could flick my arsehole with her tongue, just as I had rimmed and penetrated her arse with my tongue so she returned the favour. The sensation was exquisite but I controlled myself as I remembered her command not to cum.
I felt her move away.
You will realise that very little had been said between us for there was no need. We instinctively knew what each wanted, the pleasures to be given and received but, as with any play, there was the need for a director. She was the director.
"Turn round, sit on the edge of the bed with your legs apart."
I did as instructed.
She squatted between my legs, placed her hands under her tits and held them out to me. I gazed at them, then at my cock, then at her face. She smiled.
"You've wanted these around your cock ever since you saw them."
Was this a statement or a question, was an answer required?
"Lay back and enjoy."
Obviously no answer was required, just obedience. I did as I was told, my cock standing to attention. She moved forward and wrapped her tits around my flagpole. Slowly and sensuously she moved her tits up and down the shaft, each time clear fluid oozed from the eye of my cock. Her tits opened as she moved to smear my fluid between her them. Again they closed around my cock but this time her body moved up and down. I was fucking her tits, lubricated with my own juice (to be fair I wasn't moving, she was wanking me). With each movement her head came closer to my cock and each time she blew on it's head. Finally her lips touched my cock on each stoke. Then she stopped.
I wanted her to continue but I knew that asking, begging even, would be pointless. I just had to accept that I was being given extreme enjoyment but on her terms. I just had to lie back and enjoy.
Her tits fell away form my cock to be replaced with her hands. More precisely one hand for the other held my balls. She gently wanked me and caressed my balls.
I watched mesmerised, hopeful of what would come next. I was not disappointed.
Her fingers moved to the base of my cock and held it steady, her lips opened as the tip of her tongue delicately ran around the rim of the head of my cock. Very slowly her tongue moved up my cock to the eye, licking my precum as it went. As she reached the eye she flicked it with her tongue, moved her head away and closed her lips to savour the taste. I watched motionless as two fingers gently squeezed the head to open the eye. Her head came forward, her tongue emerged from her lips, the tip gently played with the eye.
I desperately wanted her to suck it like a lolly but I knew that if I spoke the spell would be broken. I just had to hope she knew and wouldn't disappoint me.
Sure enough her fingers slid back down to my balls, her lips closed around the head and gently sucked. How I did not cum I will never know. Very slowly her lips slid down my cock. I could feel her tongue on the underside of my cock and finally I felt the tip of my cock on the roof of her mouth. She stopped and very slowly reversed the motion. She repeated this several times, getting faster with each stroke. I was near but I did not want her to stop. The agony of not cumming but the ecstasy of the sensations cannot be described. Again her expertise was demonstrated, she paused for a few seconds to allow me to relax then gently gripped my cock with her teeth. She again slowly moved her mouth up and down my cock, this time her teeth gently rasped over the skin. Again that exquisite sensation of pain but not painful.
