You make us something simple for breakfast and bring it back to bed, naked as you left it and humming a little song. It is a simple fruit plate with strawberries, grapes and, my personal favorite, mangoes. We laugh and chat a bit as we feed one another the fresh juicy fruits of your labor. I pop a strawberry in your mouth and you suck my fingers longer than necessary. You smile in a seductive way and your eyes light up at seeing the elevated sheet covering my lap.
You grab my cock and idly stroke it before an idea strikes you, "Wait right here Sir. I will be right back," you say and bounce out of the bed headed for the fridge. You have to reach far into the back to get a can of whip cream and I gaze at your ass in wild wonder. You turn your head around, and peer over your shoulder catching me looking at you.
"See something you like?" You say with a smile and saunter back over to the bed. Your apartment being a loft has its perks. Being on the top floor and with no neighbors to peek in gives you the confidence to take your time getting back to me. You crawl into the bed and rip off the sheet revealing what you want to see.
"Not only something I like, but want badly in so many ways," I reply as you shake the can of whip cream.
"I see something I want just as badly Sir," you say and gently stroke me to a full erection before squeezing me. You then take the can and spray a line of cream that twists up my cock like a candy cane. You take your time and slowly lick it all off. My cock pulses and throbs with every pass of your tongue on my rigid flesh. You use your tongue to quickly flick under my tip which causes me to shake a bit. I close my eyes to savor the sensation of your focused attention.
When I open them back up again I see that you are on your knees, with one hand gently kneading my balls and the other is rubbing your clit. Your legs are getting wet and you are dripping onto the bed sheets, creating a stain. Your hips are moving on their own and your fingertips twist and pull on your clit making you moan around my cock. Your hand moves faster on your clit, bringing you closer to a climax.
I grab you by your hair and pull you up for a kiss. It is a hard kiss and your lips are swollen from sucking me which just makes me press into you more. You deftly maneuver you body and hips to encase my cock inside of you. My arms wrap around you and just hold on as your hips begin to slowly rise and fall. I slide my right arm off of you and probe the night stand looking for something in particular. I find it quickly and you feel cold steel slide down your spine. It makes you shiver and vibrate which causes me to pulse inside you. The cold, steel and jewel tipped butt-plug slides into your ass easily.
My fingers trace up your spine as you continue to ride me and our kisses get hotter. Tongues exploring and entwining with one another. I let you get used to the sensation of my thick cock and the plug before I turn it on with a nearby remote. The vibration causes you to arch your back and scream as you cum violently. It is a wonder to witness but I don't recall ever giving you permission to do so.
You fill your lungs up and scream once more as I adjust the vibration to the max. I roughly grab your hair in my fist and pull your ear closer to my mouth. "I didn't hear you say please," I whisper firmly but not harshly. I feel your pussy getting tighter and wetter by the second and you have stopped being able to control your hips anymore. They rise and fall with an autonomous motion as your eyes close and your head rests on my shoulder.
"Please Sir, will you let me cum?," you say into my ear in stuttered and broken speech, trying your hardest to maintain your composure and control.
"Only if you let go first. Once you do, there are no limits to the heights you might achieve," I reply and you nod. "I need to hear you say it," I tell you sternly.