*written for you know who you are... Hope you enjoy!*
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Clinton and I were in a happy relationship. We had been dating for a couple of years and for the most part we really clicked. We enjoyed the same things and were comfortable being ourselves around one another. We shared mutual friends and we were both fairly open minded as far as the bedroom was concerned. Clinton and I had experimented with several things over the years but there was one thing he really wanted that I just wasn't comfortable with. Clinton wanted me to dominate him and to play with his ass. I was use to being the submissive and the idea of dominating anyone terrified me. It was WAY out of my comfort zone. The idea of playing with his ass also freaked me out. I was afraid that a line might get crossed and I cringed whenever he brought the idea up, wondering if it was his way of telling me that he was bisexual or getting ready to come out of the closet altogether. I did EVERYTHING else under the sun for him and NOTHING was off limits except for that fantasy. I just didn't think I could go there.
We were approaching our third Valentine's Day together and I wanted to do something special for him. There wasn't anything that he really wanted or needed. I kept playing with some ideas but nothing seemed special enough for the guy who was my world. I wanted to blow his mind. I wanted to show him just how much I loved him. I debated with my inner fears for a couple of days before deciding that I would give him the thing that I had been denying him. I would make his fantasy come true.
Valentine's Day arrived and I was a nervous mess. I sent him a text that morning telling him to meet me at the hotel where we had first had sex. I gave him the details and told him it was a surprise.
That morning I took longer than usual getting ready for the day. I carefully shaved and made sure my pussy was silky smooth. I lathered on my favorite lotion and out perfume on the nape of my neck, my wrists, and a drop between my breasts. I curled my auburn hair and tied it so it hung loosely over my shoulder. I slipped into my favorite black thigh high tights, my black lace garter belt and matching bra, my black four inch heels, and my little black dress that had a slit up my thigh, clung to my curves, and showed off my milky white shoulders.
I framed my emerald green eyes with a smoky shadow, smoldering black eyeliner, and full lashes. I painted my lips with a just bitten pink lipgloss and after a quick twirl in front of the mirror I nodded my approval to myself as I left for work.
The hours passed slowly and the anticipation built. By the time my lunch break finally arrived my pussy was so wet I was sure it was noticeable to anyone I passed.
I arrived at the hotel right after Clinton and nervously made my way to the room. I knocked timidly but all my fears were erased when Clinton opened the door. He took my hand and pulled me into the room, pushing me against the door and kissing me deeply. All my misgivings were forgotten.
I knew what he wanted so before he took over I pushed him away and took on my most seductive and authoritative voice.
"Get on your fucking knees you little sissy boy." The look of lust that clouded his eyes as he kneeled before me made my pussy even wetter.
"Yes ma'am!" He looked up at me with his deep chocolate brown eyes. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled his face towards me.
"Eat me out like the good slut boy you are!"
Clinton moaned as he pushed the slit of my dress apart to reveal my bare pussy framed by the garter belt. He leaned in and blew gently on my sensitive clit before lifting my leg over his shoulder and placing kisses up the inside of my thighs.
"Stop teasing me and eat me out," I demanded as I grabbed him roughly and brought his face to my pussy. He moved his mouth to my pussy and started licking it all over. I pushed against his warm mouth. He took the hint and began to nibble on my clit. I continued to grind into his face, holding his head firmly then with more force he thrust his tongue into my wet pussy, fucking me with his tongue in long, fast thrusts. I began to build speed as I ground my pussy against his face. I began to moan loudly as I came on his tongue, whimpering as he sucked my juices from my pussy.
