I moved town when I started university. I could not get the degree I wanted to in my state, so I ended moving to the next quality university offering that particular course of study. This was good for me, but expectedly very bad for the relationship I was in at the time. Sarah and I had a snuggly, warm, caring relationship, and suddenly there was a two-hour flight between us, constituting a major change.
Looking back now, I must also admit that moving away represented a slight relief at the time. My girlfriend was two years younger and all we had in our lives was each other. We spent all our free time together, adding a perplexed frustration to my relationship to her. Namely, we had been together for three years, but we had never slept with each other.
Oh, we wanted to, and it was anything but an asexual relationship. It was just that she could not relax when we attempted penetration. I could not bear causing her pain, so after every unsuccessful attempt I backed down. After all, there were other things we could do with each other and we did them quite a lot. In all things excluding penetration, we were lovers par excellence. We also enjoyed grooming ourselves for each other. I had seen every kind of intimate hairstyle on my girlfriend's shapely body one could ever think of. I did the same for her.
Still, the longer we were together, the more nagging the frustration got. Moving away provided me a chance to clear my head and discover what I really wanted. This, of course, meant I was flirting with other girls at the university and started feeling sorry for myself for the sexual experiences I was probably missing.
At one student party at the end of a term, I made out with a girl. We did not get sexual, but I knew at that moment it was over between my girlfriend and me. A couple of days later, I travelled back home with the intent of ending it with her.
My brother picked me up, and dropped me off home. One of the first things I did was call Sarah up and arranged a time to meet with her that evening. She remarked I did not sound enthusiastic, but I defended myself by tiredness. When I hung up, I felt a knot in my stomach.
We met up later in our favorite pizza place. I was genuinely happy to see her. I always felt good around her. Still, my mind was set.
"We need to talk," I announced awkwardly.
"Aren't we doing that right now?"
"No, I meant, you know, privately"
"I know just the place" she said, smiling at me, uncovering a string of pearly hiding in her mouth. She was a pretty girl, there was no denying that.
We drove to her place. Her parents were out of town. When we stepped inside, my mind was in a frenzy. When should I talk to her? How will she react? Should I even tell her today? Maybe we could have one last nice evening and I would only hurt her and spoil it. I quickly decided not telling her would not be fair and it would be like using her.
She took me up to her room. On the way over there, we were holding hands. She was so warm, her hand was so soft. I will miss those hands, I thought.
"Sarah, there is something I need to talk to you about." I said as soon as we entered her room.
"Yes, I want to talk to you as well..."
The way she said talk made my heart stop. I wanted her. Just looking at her, touching her hand, seeing the way she moved in front of me, it all made me horny.
She kissed me. I kissed her back. But there was something different in this kiss. She started off softly, but soon held me quite rigidly, as if she wanted to control me. We made our way to her bed.
"I missed you so much" she said, with a sigh and a smile on her lips. Once again, I felt guilty. Before I got a word out, she pushed me down and climbed on top of me. She was kissing me very hard, very wet. Her tongue was all over my mouth.
My mind was a blur, the only thing clear was how good it was to kiss her. I was immediately erect. I was holding her ass, and pulled her closer to me. She could feel my erection. She pushed my head away and smiled at me. I attempted to kiss her, but she playfully pushed me back.
"Sarah..."
"Shhh. Today I'm the boss, Robert. I want to try some things with you." She always called me Bobby. Hearing her call me Robert disoriented me for a moment.
"I'm the boss, she whispered in my ear." She got up and left the room.
I was left there hard as a rock, my mind spinning again -- was this the right thing to do? Shouldn't I... At that moment she came back inside in a see-through lace camisole and a thong. She looked great. The soft light in the room outlined her hips and the narrow sides of her stomach. Her breasts were neatly pressed together by the top, and her legs looked smooth and shiny.
"Take off your clothes."
I adhered to her request within a second. She chuckled.
"Stand up!" I did as told. She sat on the bed, and my pulsating cock was in front of her face. She gently ran her fingers across it. She noticed I hadn't shaved in several weeks.
"We've let ourselves go, haven't we? I will forgive you today." She squeezed my cock and pre-cum came out plentifully. She ran her finger over the tip of my penis, lubricating it with the pre-cum. I moaned and automatically put my hands on her head planning, I guess, to bring her closer, so she can suck it and make me cum.
She pushed my hands away.
"I'm the boss tonight!" she said.
"If you don't listen to me..."- she slapped my ass quite hard - "I will punish you." I snapped out of it because the slap even hurt a little. I looked at her face. She smiled back at me. There was reassuring warmth in her eyes and the smile that I had loved so long on her lips. Was I crazy? I wanted to end it with her? How could I live without her? When my brain started working again, she ran her fingers over my cock once more. I was immediately back in the moment.
She was breathing hot air on my penis. I moaned again. I was afraid I would come before we even started fooling around. Suddenly, the tip of her tongue was on the tip of my penis. She playfully and gently licked it. She squeezed once again and more pre-cum was dripping. At this point she took the entire tip in her mouth and licked all the pre-cum off. She sucked on it generously and squeezed my balls. I couldn't help but tell her how good it was and how much I enjoyed her sucking me off. I did not have the habit of talking during sexual games, but I was aroused beyond all reason.
She let her shoulder straps slip and exposed her breasts. She placed a pillow under her ass, so she could sit higher and pulled my penis down to rub it over her breasts. Pretty soon, her breasts were quite shiny and sticky from little drops coming out of my cock.
"Lie down." The lady commanded me.
She knelt beside me and looked at my body. Her hands and fingers were running up and down my skin. I felt exposed, I felt vulnerable, I felt horny. She straddled me and sat on my chest. She placed my hands on her breasts and showed me how to massage them. She leant back and put one hand on my dick, massaging it gently. Now it was her turn to moan. She began jerking me off quickly, and my breathing accelerated.
Then she stopped. She took off her camisole, and sat nearer to my head. She looked at me and then moved her thong closer to my mouth. She rubbed herself against my face and I automatically started breathing on her, licking her thong and kissing the inside of her thighs.
"Are you ready?" she said.
"Yes!"
"Are you ready to please me?"
"Yeah" I whispered.
"I'm gonna fuck your face" she said. I had never heard her talk like that before.
She ran her hand through my hair and pulled my mouth back to her hidden pussy. I licked the smooth cloth. I was so excited, I started jerking myself off.
"No! You don't do anything I don't tell you." She even gently slapped my cheek. I was completely in her hands. She climbed off the bed, turned around, caressed her butt cheeks in front of my eyes, and bent over to slip down her thong. She went down to the bottom of the bed and started kissing me up the legs. She was moving closer and closer to the center of my tension. She kissed my knee, then up the inside of my thigh and she generously took one of my balls in her mouth. She sucked on it and made sounds, the vibrations of which ran up my shaft. She took the other one in her mouth and sucked it even harder. It almost
hurt.
