George was apprehensive about waking Jasmine this morning. He was not sure if she had forgiven him for last night's argument, even if she said she had. Never in their many years of marriage had they fought like that, and while it was exciting it was also frightening for him. He loved Jasmine very much and did not want to lose her. He held her in his arms, not moving, enjoying her closeness. The smell of her hair was arousing to him and her legs entwined with his were not helping at all. In fact he was becoming downright uncomfortable. Her soft skin, her feminine smell, her naked body pressed against his harder male one and the smell of sex from last night that still permeated the air. Still he did not move.
Jasmine knew George was awake and that he was aroused. She feigned sleep, staying close to him, knowing it was the reason for his state of arousal. She supposed she should not tease him so.'It would be a shame to waste such nice hard cock like that.' Jasmine thought.She pretended she was half awake and moved her hand slowly up his bare thigh, feeling the muscles tighten in response to her touch. She smiled to herself, a wicked naughty smile that if George had been able to see it, would have driven him insane with lust.
Her hand rested on the top of his thigh, she turned slightly, getting closer to him, and her eyes were still closed tightly as if she were sleeping. Her eyes fluttered open to see George's face looking intensely at her as her hand enclosed his cock within her grasp. His eyes widened and his body jerked in response. "Good morning George, looks like someone is glad I am awake." She purred and grinned at him with that sexy grin of hers. He pulled her on top of him and kissed her deeply, exploring the silky depths of her mouth with his tongue. Their lips sliding over one another's with sureness only a couple that has been together a long time can possess.
Jasmine tore her mouth away from George's and kissed his neck, sliding down his shoulders, her tongue warm and sensuous on his body. She went lower till she found his nipple. She licked one nipple, then the other, her fingers rubbing the nubs between her fingers, exciting and arousing him further. She lowered her head to suckle his nipple gently, making him moan and shove his hips upwards. She swirled her warm wet tongue around the nipple and then released it. "Noooo, don't stop." He hissed. "Please." She looked up to him, the colour of her eyes deepened with lust and the curve of her mouth raised in that way that drove him insane. She then lowered her head to other nipple, grazing his damp chest with her soft mouth.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her on top, trying to get inside of her warm silkiness. "No." He looked at her with incredulous look. 'No? What the ...' he thought. "You want to fuck me George? Hmmm. Well do you?" Jasmine said in a harsh tone of voice. He was going to have to ask for it today and he knew it.
"Yes Jasmine. I wanna fuck you so bad."
"You may not."
His confusion was showing upon his face. "Why Jasmine? I need you so badly now." He pleaded and she almost felt sorry for him, almost, but not quite. Jasmine had something new in mind for George, something she had never done before, but found exciting.
"Because George, you may not fuck me today. However, if you do everything I tell you I will fuck you, but only if you please me. Oh yes George, today you are my plaything, do you understand me?"
"Yes." George thought, 'Wow, she's never done that before, I don't know if like it.' He lay still, not moving, his was cock aching for her, feeling the heat from her so close, but so far away. Jasmine crawled up George's body, slowly, feeling him tense with each inch she crept forward. Soon she was sitting on his chest, he could feel her wet sex upon his chest and he wanted to plunge his fingers inside, but he knew he dare not.
Jasmine did not stop on his chest long; no she had something else in mind, something she enjoyed, but that George did not indulge in often enough to suit her taste. "Don't move unless I tell you to George."
"Ok."
Jasmine stood on the bed in front of George, straddling his chest. She took two steps forward so that his face was directly below her sex. Her freshly shaven pussy that he liked so much without hair was right above him exposed to his view. He wanted to touch it so badly now, but he stayed still and only devoured her with his eyes. "Do you like what you see George?"
"Yes, I want to touch you so badly. Please baby, soon"
"No." His face fell into a frown with her words.
"Hmmm, you look so sad Georgie ... maybe I will let you touch, but only on my terms. Would you like that?"
"Yes, Oh god yes!" His face brightened with pleasure at the prospect of touching her intimately. His hand was reaching up to touch her.
