Gift on His Doorstep, Part 3
She giggled. "Can I use your bathroom?"
"Oh, yeah, sure," I said. "It's just through there," I pointed to the hallway that lead to the kitchen. "First door on the right."
She smiled as she stood and grabbed her purse. "I'll be right back," she said, kissing me.
I watched her as she walked away from me, loving the sway of her ass with each step. She disappeared into the hallway and a second later, I heard the bathroom door close.
All I could think about was our time at the restaurant, my hand on her leg, touching her pussy. God, this was the best night of my life! I sat back on the couch, feeling nervous and fidgety, not knowing how to sit, whether to cross my legs or not, or even where to put my hands. It had been a long time since a woman made me feel so... uncertain... and wanting.
Ten minutes later, I heard the bathroom door open again and heard the clip-clap of her heels on the tile, then wood floor as she walked towards me. When she emerged from the archway, I was completely shocked. She had taken off her dress and put on a lacy bra and panty set. She had also added a lacy choker around her neck giving her a very sexy look. She still wore her thigh-high stockings and high-heels, completing it.
She leaned against the arch, making a sexy pose that made my dick throb.
"Oh... wow," I stumbled, barely able to think. "That's uh... quite the change. It's getting a little hot in here."
She giggled. "You said you like naughty girls."
She walked towards me, swaying her hips seductively, until she sat on the couch beside me.
"Oh, I do," I said. "One thing, though... remember how I mentioned I like a little control?"
"Yeah?" she smiled.
"I want you to do what I say, when I say," I said softly.
Boldly, she reached forward and touched my cock, sliding her fingertips along it's length. "Am I allowed to touch you? 'Cause I didn't get permission." She smiled, obviously trying to test me, trying to disrupt my control from the get go.
"For the moment... no," I smiled.
She pulled her hand back. "Oh... yes sir," she said, a little surprised. She thought she had me so wrapped around her little finger.
"I want you to lay back on the couch there," I said, indicating the end of the couch. She moved and lay her back against the arm, knees to her chest, spread, as she caressed her legs teasingly.
"You feel sexy like that?" I asked.
"I do."
"Good. You look sexy like that," I said. "I think you should run your hands down the inside of your legs... like that." She ran her hands down from her knees, over the inside of her thighs, down to her panties, where she slowly teased herself. She watched me, looking so seductive. "Your smile is so devilish."
"You know when I mentioned my kinks?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"This is one of them," she said, her face changing to pleasure as her fingers swirled over her panty-covered clit. "I love when a guy is completely in control like this."
"Good," I smiled. "How's your pussy feel?"
"It's getting very wet," she moaned. "I wanna be your bad girl."
"Take your bra off."
She sat up on her knees and reached behind herself. "Yes sir." She unfastened her bra, slid it off her arms, and tossed it aside. Her hands immediately covered her breasts, squeezing them, her fingertips sliding around her hard nipples.
Her nipples were so hard, looking like cherries on the top of her A-cup breasts. "Are your nipples sensitive?"
"Yes... very," she said softly as she continued to roll them between her fingers.
"I wonder how much squeezing they can endure," I said. I loved watching women play with their breasts. "I think you should show me." She pinched her nipples between her forefinger and thumb and lightly pulled them. Her eyes locked on mine as her mouth twisted in a grimace with a mix of pleasure and pain. I could tell that she liked having them pinched and teased.
"That's nice... good girl," I said, complimenting her. "You follow directions well."
She smiled. "I like being told what to do."
"Mmm... a perfect fit with me," I said, smiling subtly. "Sit like you were before. Open your legs."
"Yes, sir." She sat back against the arm of the couch again and pulled her knees up to her chin. Slowly she opened them wide, her hands still teasing her nipples.
"Yeah, I like that view," I said. I scanned my eyes over her body, enjoying her. "Quite a bit." I moved forward and slid my hand over her knee. Slowly, I slid it down the inside of her thigh, feeling her warm, soft skin. I could smell her excitement.
She moaned softly at my touch and licked her lips excitedly.
"I like that nice, wet pussy of yours," I said, my hand feeling her labia and clit through her sexy panties. They were getting wet from her excitement.
"Thank you," she whispered, watching me touch her.
I hooked the fingers of one hand in her panties, pulling it aside a little, and ran the fingers on my other hand across her wet lips. She trembled a little at my touch, both of us intently watching my playing fingers.
"God, your pussy feels so nice," I said. Her lips were swollen and her clit was starting to protrude from it's protective little sheath. I pulled her panties away more, licked my fingers and slid one into her pussy, slowly. Her wetness gave me plenty of lubrication and I was able to slide it in deeply. Slowly I slid it in and out, enjoying her reactions.
"It's amazing... look how it gets so wet." I licked a second finger and slid two inside her, stretching her a little. She moaned and smiled at me as I slowly drove in and out of her wetness. "Yeah, like how that feels?" I asked.
"Yes, sir... I do," she panted.
"Oh, look at that," I said as I pushed in as deep as they would go. "It swallows my fingers right up." I played with her pussy a little, prying open her hole and grabbing and pulling her labia, rolling each between my fingers.
"Now that I've checked out that pussy pretty thoroughly, we definitely aren't going to need these any more." I grabbed her panties with both hands and pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Now she was wonderfully naked except for her hose and heels. My favorite look.
I licked my lips excitedly. I really wanted to taste her. I slid to the floor as I turned her and moved between her thighs, kissing and biting her very tender inner-thighs. I kissed ever lower, watching her as I got closer and closer to her pussy. She loved my teasing, one second smiling, the other locked in a look of desperation.
"Mmm," I moaned softly as I licked her labia, sliding around her swollen lips, tasting her for the first time. She tasted heavenly, so fresh and sweet.
