Mistress stood back and gave me another view of her delectable body. Her large breast were soft and swayed gently as she moved around the room. My mouth watered as I thought of how wonderful they'd feel underneath my lips. My gaze was drawn down the soft slightly rounded stomach until it latched on to the juncture between her legs. In the dimly lit room the area was slightly darkened but I could just make out the bare skin between. Unconsciously I licked my lips as if I could already taste her sweet nectar. My hands curled as I tried so hard not to struggle against my bindings.
"Are you trying to tell me that you want your turn now?" she asked seductively.
I nodded and gave her a wide eyed pleading look. I was completely entranced by her as she sauntered slowly over to me. She leaned over me so that her creamy delicious nipple was right in front of my mouth and I immediately opened up so that I could finally taste it. But even when I stuck my tongue out, it was still too far away. I couldn't help the whimper that burst forth as I struggled for just one little sample of her delectable flesh.
"Ah, ah, ah, my little lovely. You'll do as I say or I'll keep you tied up until you learn your lesson."
She pulled away so I could see how serious she was. Despite my disappointment I nodded knowing there was no point in arguing because as long as I was tied up, I was at her complete mercy. That thought made me so excited I could feel a fresh wave of juices spill out from between my already soaked thighs. I pushed my rising frenzy back so I could give all my attention to pleasing Mistress, because something inside me felt as if that would bring me just as much pleasure as it'd give her.
She finished untying my arms without any more disobedience from me; which provoked a sweet, praising kiss on my collar bone. I gasped a little at the feel of her lips on my skin once again. I had to grasp the covers hard to not grab her and force her to continue with the contact or to take it further. Mistress was making it so hard to keep my mind on her and not on the sensations she was provoking.
"Good girl."
"Thank you," I whispered back still a bit dazed.
"Thank you, what?" she asked ominously.
"Thank you, Mistress," I said hurriedly, hoping I wouldn't get into trouble.
I didn't know what she would do if I displeased her, but I knew that if I wanted to get my hands on her sexy, sleek body I was going to have to do things her way. Her face had taken on a very pleased and satisfied look as she backed away to go untie my ankles. Her happiness filled me with pride as if I was only living to please her. This should have worried me a bit, but when she gestured for me to get up I shoved all those concerns aside and practically jumped off the bed. She slid up in front of me and wrapped an arm around my waist to pull me closer until our bodies completely aligned. Our nipples were both stiffened to hard points and I could feel them rubbing against each other. This sensation was strange and foreign to me, yet it was so amazingly erotic that it still stole my breath away. Her other hand cupped my neck and held me still so her mouth could take mine in one hard swoop. Her lips devoured mine hungrily, urgently and I returned her fervor. I longed for this kiss, I yearned for any knowledge of this woman I could get. She tasted sweet and musky at the same time; an unusual combination for sure. It took me a moment to realize the reasoning for that. The muskiness was my own, this woman's lips had just been on my pussy only moments before and the taste lingered on her. Instead of feeling disgusted by this I pressed back even harder. I opened my mouth and lapped at her lips wanted more of this exotic combination. She was a sweet Mistress because she opened up immediately and gave me her tongue, her taste. Our tongues immediately meshed and dueled, almost as if we were fighting for dominance. I wasn't fooled; I knew who the boss was here and it certainly wasn't me, still the feel of her tongue rubbing against mine sent little waves of pleasure through me making my knees wobble.
When she pulled away I whimpered a little wishing this moment didn't have to stop. She gave me a little breathless giggle and a gentle kiss on my nose.
"You certainly are a demanding little toy," she said gently though a little bemused.
I waited to see if she was going to chide me for my demands. When she didn't I relaxed a little and returned her smile gratefully. She let me go and stepped backwards towards the bed until it hit her knees than she laid back on it without hesitation. Her long, lean legs touched the floor and she curled one arm under her head and watched me as she spread her legs giving me an unobstructed view of her sweet bare cunt. My eyes glued on the tantalizing little flesh and I unconsciously licked my lips wondering how much different she'd taste than my own tidbit I'd sampled on her lips. As I gazed at her, her hand slid down her flat stomach until it hit the juncture between her thighs and my mouth went dry as her fingers began playing between her pussy lips with jubilance. A single finger began to gently flick her hardened nub back and forth. I was entranced by her movements, by the glistening of liquid that was leaking from her pink slit. Honestly I'd thought nothing could have dragged my attention away from her delicious cunt, however when a whimpering reached my ears I couldn't help but be drawn to her face. Her eyes were closed, her luscious lips were parted partially and gentle pants were falling out of it.
Unable to deny myself the draw of her any longer, I stepped forward until I was standing between her legs. I reached out and just gently touch the very tip of her clit surprised by how hard it was. It felt like a little wet bead and I wanted to play with it so badly, to discover every little thing about it.
"Why, you naughty little girl."
I looked up and saw her eyes had opened and were staring right at me. I flushed and jerked my hand back, feeling embarrassed that I hadn't been able to contain myself until she said I could.
"Oh, no, no, no. You are going to finish it now. Now that my sopping wet cunt has had your touch I'm afraid mine won't do. And here I was trying to make it so easy on you for your first time," she rebuked me.
She sounded so disappointed, but under that tone was a streak of evil glee as if she'd planned this all along. Far be it for me to disappoint her again, I thought then quickly reached out again. I gently touched her clit again and tried hard to copy her movements. She let out a little moan as soon as I began to rub it; encouraged I rubbed it a bit faster. Unnecessarily, she had left her hand down there holding her pussy lips back for me. My position was a bit awkward but I wasn't quite ready to stop playing with my new little toy.
As if she had read my mind she said, "get on your knees."
