Having Ya - Later That Night

--- Authors Note ---

If you have not read "Having Kya", please read that FIRST and then return here.

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We both walked outside of our room holding each other like 2 crazed lovers. Both of us recovering from our hot session from earlier. It was a warm night. The town was festive and people were out enjoying it. Lots of food stands, lots of places to socialize and even the option to take an evening stroll around a nice man-made lake.

I had my arm around my beautiful doe. Her Native American/Latina features were predominant. And yet there were traces of her Korean heritage that showed in her erotically beautiful eyes. Kya was delicious to look at. Better than any eye candy. To me, she was the main course of a gourmet dish that I could never have enough of.

"What you in the mood for?" I asked.

"Mmmm.... something spicy." she answered. "Let's look around and see what's available."

There were so many street vendor stands. Mexican, Indian, Thai, Chinese, Japanese. A smorgasbord of options available! But one caught Kya's eye. A spicy sausage stand. She pointed excitedly like a child seeing an ice cream stand in it's direction and we started walking over. Well, more like she quickened her pace and pulled me over like a little girl wanting some ice cream. There was a small line that we got in to. She smiled enthusiastically as she looked at the small menu of items to choose from. I watched thoughtfully at her. She was so joyful. There was a child-like tone in her that came out. It was part of that element in her demeanor that made her so a graceful doe.

As we waited our turn, Kya turned to me with an inquisitive look on her face.

"You know, what's the craziest thing you've ever done?" Kya's voice was a warm whisper in my ear as we stood waiting for our turn.

The scent of sizzling meat and sweet, exotic fruits wafted around us, mingling with the sounds of laughter and bartering. I turned to her, unsure how I would answer. I decided to lie and make a joke of it.

"Craziest thing?" I replied. "Well, I once jumped out of a perfectly good airplane just to feel the rush."

Her eyes widened with surprise. "Really?" she giggled, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

"Are you sure you're not lying?" she laughed.

It was almost our turn. The vendor's cheerful demeanor was a stark contrast to the steamy connection between us. Kya's gaze lingered on the selection before pointing to one that looked particularly spicy.

"Two of those," she said with a nod. "And two cola's."

The vendor handed us the food and we moved to a nearby table that seated two. The juicy sausages were wrapped in a warm, fluffy bread that was a delightful mess to handle. As we bit into them, the flavors exploded in our mouths--spicy, sweet, and a hint of something that was uniquely local. We both laughed at our failed attempts to eat them neatly, the spices making our eyes water slightly.

"I'm terrible with spicy things...!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, you're a wimp," Kya teased, licking a bead of sweat from her upper lip. Her tongue darted out and my thoughts immediately drifted to what her mouth would feel like on me.

Kya saw the look in my eyes. She knew what I was thinking. And she continued to tease the spicy sausage with her tongue while keeping her eyes on mine. I was caught and entranced by this beautiful doe who could transform into a lioness in an instant.

She leaned closer, her breath hot on my cheek.

"Want to know something even crazier?" The mischief in her eyes told me she had a good one. "The first time I gave a blowjob, it was in a public bathroom. Can you believe that?"

My eyebrows shot up.

"No way." I said, in a surprised tone.

She nodded, as she took another bite of her sausage. Although there were many people out on this warm night, the spot we were sitting in was away from the crowd where we could speak more intimately.

"It was to this guy, Drew. We'd been flirting for weeks and one night, we just couldn't wait any longer." She paused, her eyes glazing over slightly as she remembered the steamy encounter.

"Why the restroom?" I asked.

"We had been messaging each other on Instagram." Kya answered. "He liked my profile pic. We both exchanged pics of each other and constantly flirted. The flirting evolved to steamy messages and conversation."

Kya took a drink from her soda.

"We decided to meet up at a public place." she said. "It was on a Saturday night. We met at Monarch Bar and Grill. We had drinks. I was drunk. He was horny and I thought he was hot looking. I had never given head before. But I was feeling adventurous and open at the thought of giving him one that night. So we quickly made our way to the restroom. It was one of those non-gendered restrooms with a lock on it."

"Oh yeah." I replied. "That makes sense. But why a public restroom? Why not in the car or someplace more private?"

"I was feeling uncomfortable with going back to his place or mine. " Kya replied. "I was horny enough to have him, but not feeling safe enough to go someplace private where it was just us two."

"Got it." I said. "In a kind of weird way, I can understand where you're coming from."

She took another bite out of her spicy sausage and another drink.

"It was so risky, but the thrill just made it hotter," she said. "The room was adequate in size. But the smell of stale pee was almost overpowering, but the taste of him...it was like nothing I'd ever experienced before." She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the memory.

I couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous and a twinge of excitement. Her openness was a turn-on, and the thought of her with someone else was like a drug--both addictive and slightly painful.

"What was he like?" I asked, trying to keep myself calm. I didn't want her to see me feeling insecure.

Kya swallowed, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips.

"Drew was...intense. He had this commanding presence that just made me want to submit to him." She paused, her gaze locking with mine. "But I felt like I could turn the tables and be in control. Our flirting really went in the direction of who was in control. He felt like he could dictate the tone of our encounter and I felt like I could be in control of how things would go. He said I didn't know what I was talking about because I had never given head before."

"You took that as a personal challenge." I responded. "Do you like being in control sweetie?"

Kya smirked. "I like to give a man pleasure. There's nothing hotter to me than knowing that he is feeling immense pleasure from me but that I can dictate when and how he will have his climax. I don't want to dominate him to an extreme. I want his vulnerability to be part of the pleasure that I give him."

"Do you like to make men beg?" I asked.

"I like them to beg not so that I can control them." she answered thoughtfully. "I like them to beg knowing that their vulnerability with me is part of the our dance together. Their begging is part of the experience as a whole. That's what's hot to me."

"That's a trip Ky." I commented. "It sounds like you get your confidence from getting your partner to beg. It makes you feel safe having that kind of control to a degree."

"Yeah. I that may be it." she replied. And she looked at me with a loving pierce.

"But you..." she continued. "Earlier, you insisted on making sure I felt good first. I've never let any of my previous partners do that. Even when they tried to do it. With you, I felt safe. Like I could let go of setting the tone. I never felt safe with my other partners. You broke the mold, Ron."

"Ky..." I said with a laugh. "You haven't given me a blowjob yet you know. I haven't experienced that other side of you. And I'm interested in meeting her."

She looked at me deeply.

"Ohhh.... But I'm going to give you one Ron." she said without missing a blink. "And you are going to meet that individual who feels very safe with you. And she's more inspired to take care of you than the other person who always lived by control."

I smiled at her, letting her know that her message was received.

"Tell me about your blowjob with Drew." I asked, making sure that I showed interest in her story.

Her eyes grew darker, her voice dropping to a seductive purr.

"He was thick, and he tasted...oh, so salty-sweet. I remember getting on my knees, my heart racing as I unzipped his pants." She paused for a second letting me visualize what was happening.

"It was like unwrapping the a present." she went on. Her eyes sparkling with the excitement of the memory. "It was my first time and I had never felt so powerful, so...desired, I took him in my mouth, and the way he groaned, it just made me want to take him deeper. I could hear the echoes of people outside the restroom door. But all that mattered was the feel of him in my mouth, the way he grew harder with every stroke of my tongue."

Her words painted a vivid picture in my mind and I felt my own arousal growing.

"It was like I was discovering this new part of myself," Kya said softly. "I had never been so bold, so...willing to do something so...naughty."

She took a bite of her sausage, the bread tearing with a faint sound that seemed almost too loud in the moment.

"But I didn't care." my beautiful doe went on. "The risk, the thrill, it just made it all the more intense."

Kya paused, her gaze drifting to the crowd before refocusing on me.

"And when he was close, his precum was delicate and salty." she went on. "I loved how it tasted. It made me crave more. I knew I had to taste it all. His moans grew louder, more desperate, and I knew he was about to...you know."

Her eyes searched mine attempting to see my reaction to her story so far. I was intently listening to her. Transfixed and aroused by what she was telling me. Taking another sip of her drink, her voice growing quieter. She knew I was turned on.

"But he stopped me, just as I was about to take him all the way. He whispered, 'Kya, I want this to last.' And something in the way he said it, I found it so hot."

"So, I pulled back. I looked up at him." she said softly. "His eyes were wild with lust. But I also knew from his tone that he was trying to control the situation. Trying to tell me when he wanted to cum.. He said, 'Make it last, Kya. I want to remember this forever.' And I did. I used every trick I knew, every stroke, every suck, every lick. It was a balance of giving him pleasure and holding him back from the edge. But in the end, I was going to decide when and how he was going to cum."

"What did you do to him to keep keep him right there?" I asked. I was very turned on.

"I'd swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock," she answered. "Then I'd kiss my way down his shaft. My hand would squeeze and pump in rhythm with my mouth, but never too fast."

Kya took another sip of her drink, the ice clinking against the glass. She had nearly finished her cola.

"I wanted him to beg for release." she uttered. "I'd pause every so often to let him catch his breath, and then I'd go back to work. Sometimes, I'd just lick and kiss him, not taking him in fully, teasing him with what was to come."

She leaned closer to me, her voice a seductive whisper.

"Other times, I'd take him all the way in until he was hitting the back of my throat, and I'd feel his whole body tense up." she described.

"This is pretty good for your first blowjob sweetie." I replied. "Where did you learn all of this?"

"I learned through hours of watching videos, reading books and erotic stories. I wanted to learn how to drive a man wild. It was like an addiction," she said, her eyes sparkling with the memory. "I'd watch these videos, read these stories, and just...experiment. I practiced on various objects, trying to mimic the sensations I had read about. The smoothness of a cucumber, the firmness of a banana or even a Popsicle--each had its own unique feel, and I had studied them all, eager to become really good. I was excited at the thought of putting what I learned to the test."

"I felt thrilled bringing him to the brink." Kya went on. "Only to pull back and start the sweet torture all over again. Drew had said that he had experienced a lot of blowjobs and that it wouldn't be easy to please him even if he came fast. But I knew I had him by the way he responded, I knew just how much pressure to apply, just how fast to move to keep him hovering on the edge without tipping him over. I could feel him swell and I knew he was close,"

"I didn't stop taking him back and forth. Not yet." she murmured, her eyes glinting with the thrill of the memory. "I didn't want it to end. I wanted him to remember this moment for the rest of his life like he said. That the girl who was giving him her first ever blowjob was going to be the best blowjob memory of his life."

I was transfixed and so turned on by Kya's story so far. I almost felt like I didn't want it to end. It felt like she was teasing me and keeping me on the edge. She could see it in my eyes.

"His groans grew louder, his hands tightened my shoulders." she murmured. "I remember his hands, fisting in my hair. I knew I got him."

Kya's eyes stared straight into mine as she described that final moment.

"And then, when I could feel his whole body tighten up, when his breathing grew ragged and his hips began to jerk, I knew it was time." she said. "So I would stop and look at him with a submissive look and ask 'You ready to cum in my mouth baby?' By that time, he said 'Yes, I'm going to cum in your mouth, right NOW' is commanding way."

Kya looked at me with a knowing smile.

"That's when I pulled the rug out from under him." she went on. "I said to him 'No, not yet.' And I continued to stroke him at a slower pace. Just enough to keep him from getting frustrated, yet not enough for him to cum."

She took a final bite from what remained of her spicy sausage.

"At that point, I kept getting him there and then denied him the orgasm a few more times." she continued. "By the time I decided he was going to cum, he was starting to pant and beg saying in his deep voice 'OK, I'm going to cum, NOW.' He that tried to sound commanding but I saw right through it. I finally let him cum and I took him deep into my mouth and I sucked harder. I swallowed everything he had to give."

I was breathless.

"Afterwards, He was panting." she concluded. "He looked at me, and he just said, 'Thank you.' It was the sexiest thing I had ever heard because I could tell I had won."

Her story had me aroused. I wanted to know what it felt like to have Kya's mouth on me. Loving me and worshiping me. I wanted to know what it felt like to have her set the tone of my arousal and finish me off when she knew it was best. I wanted to snatch her up and carry her back to our room. I knew though that she was already mine and I was hers. And that this was only the beginning.

My curiosity piqued, "Did you two ever do it again, like that?"

Kya's eyes lit up.

"You like hearing about my past experiences? she asked.

"It helps me to get to know more of you." I answered. "Not just this, but there's so much to you for me to learn about. Especially with why you've always put your satisfaction second. I remember you telling me about how you never experienced an orgasm with any of your previous partners. I want to learn more about that too, but at another time since you and I were able to breakthrough that barrier earlier tonight."

"And that's why I'm crazy about you." she smiled as she grabbed my hand and rubbed her soft cheek against it.

"As I am crazy about you too sweetie." I chimed back. We kissed. The taste of the hot sausage on our tongues. It only stoked the already burning fire within us.

"Now, tell me about the second encounter with Drew."

"Oh, yes," she said, her voice a sultry purr. "We had another encounter in his car. A few weeks after the first time.

"We were parked in a deserted alley in the business district after hours," she explained. "The only light coming from the dim streetlamps. I must've made a very good impression because he was very interested in meeting up again for a second go around. I was so worked up from the first time that I couldn't resist the temptation to get together again. And in my heart, I wanted to make it clear to him that this second time was going to top the first time."

Kya finished up the last of her cola. I wasn't sure if she was still thirsty, so I moved mine over to her so that she could drink from it if needed.

"We were in Drew's truck, I think it was a Dodge... or maybe a Ford? I don't know." she giggled. "What I do remember is that it had a bench seat. I remember sliding over to him as we parked. He had this knowing smirk, like he knew exactly what I was thinking. Or maybe he thought that things would be different when it came to what I was going to do to him. He thought he was prepared."

"We kissed, and his hands were all over me, unbuttoning my blouse, reaching for my tits. And I could feel his erection growing through his pants." Kya's voice grew softer, more intimate. "I opened up his pants and slid them down. He was already wet with precum, more than before. This time, I think he knew that I was in control."

"I could feel the warmth of him in my hand, the smoothness of his skin." she said recalling it like it just happened today. "It was like he was begging for it. So, I leaned over and took him into my mouth again. This time, he was even more delicious because I knew I was now able to dictate when he was going to cum. I could taste his precum flowing as I licked and sucked him."

"I could feel him getting bigger, harder," she said, her voice growing husky. "And the sounds he was making--his moans were such a turn on to me. I was in complete control of his pleasure and it made me feel so hot and confident when I heard him like that. They were deeper, like a wild animal."

That was incredibly hot. I was transfixed again. I felt a mix of jealousy and arousal. Kya's eyes were darkened with pleasure as she spoke. She was enjoying the memory of knowing she could give a man that kind of pleasure. Seeing me, her expression became more warm tender. I felt like she could read me and was reassuring me that Drew was nothing when compared to me. And her beautifully erotic voice brought me back.

"....His precum just kept coming, and I just couldn't get enough of it." she said, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "It made me want to taste more. And his moans, oh my god. They were so loud. It was like he couldn't hold back, even though we were in a public place. The thought I could get that kind of response out of him and continue to determine if he would moan, groan or scream at my whim just made it even hotter for me."

Her hand strayed to her neck, mimicking the way Drew's had gripped her hair.

"Every time he moaned, it just spurred me on." she continued. "His precum was flowing like mad. I then said to him 'You've never leaked so much precum have you baby?' and all he could do was grunt. So, I kept bringing him back and forth. Getting him there and then holding back just enough to keep him wanting more."

Her eyes reverted back to that look of satisfaction.

"And then, I felt it--the moment he was going to explode." Kya's voice grew softer, more intimate. "His body was shaking, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him."

She leaned back, her eyes locked on mine, the intensity of her gaze making my heart race. "So, I stopped."

"Holy crap Ky..." I snapped softly. It felt like she had stopped on me.

"I looked him right in the deeply in the eyes and whispered, 'Do you want to cum, baby?'

"And Drew," she said, her voice a purr, "He nodded, saying 'Yes, Kya, please. I need to cum in your mouth.' "

"So, I went back to work. And he was right there again." she continued. "So I stopped again, just for a moment. And I kept doing this to him again and again and again. More than I could count. And every time I stopped, I kept asking him if he wanted to cum. By the time I was through with him, his voice went from that confident growl to weeping and begging."