A Treat Before Dinner

It felt like forever since the last time I had an orgasm. I had not seen Tom in a couple of weeks and my body was craving touch and satisfaction. It took extra special care getting ready for tonight. I shaved, which was normal, making sure I was completely bare. I wanted to make sure every part of my pussy was smooth and sensitive. We were supposed to meet before dinner. So I packed a change of clothes and some of my favorite toys.

I slipped on a lace bra and a sun dress. I was warm, and would be warmer when we met. I found a pair of sandals and slipped them on. Touched up my makeup, so my eyes popped in the light. My hair was down, it would be more fun that way. Added a little lipstick and made my way to our meeting place.

I arrived late. I always did. I enjoyed making him wait. I knew the anticipation was as bad for him as it was for me, but knowing he was watching the minutes tick by just made him hungrier. He had texted me the room number and I went straight to the elevator. At the door I knocked and he quickly came to the door, naked, as he knew he should.

"Well done." I said, as I walked past him into the room, leaving him exposed to the hall for a brief moment until I passed and he could close the door. I set my bag down and took a seat on the couch next to the window. We liked coming here. The room layout gave us so many more options.

"Unpack."

He hurried over to me, knelt, took my hand and kissed it. "Hello my Goddess."

He set off to unpack the bag I had brought, taking the contents and laying them out. Vibrators. Dildos. Lube. Strapon. I could see him getting aroused as he took out each item, looked at it and put it on the table.

Once I could see he was done I spoke. "Come here."

He hurried over, kneeling before me. " Have you been a good boy?"

"Yes, Goddess!! I have been a good boy!" He was so eager the words started out of his mouth before I finished the question.

"Eager, too I see. Am I going to have to direct you through all of your tasks?"

"No, my Goddess." He eagerly started his normal protocol for our play dates. "Goddess, may I remove your beautiful sandals and kiss and massage your feet?"

Without saying a word I lifted one of my feet to his hands. He carefully removed the straps and slid the shoe off. He kissed each toe, the top and bottom of my foot before repeating with the other foot. "Would my Goddess like help removing her dress?"

I wanted to get to the touching, playing, but I also wanted to make him work for it. Make him need it. Make him beg.

"No, you can start by brushing my hair."

He loved brushing my hair. He quickly got to work. I relaxed. I needed that or I was going to use him for my pleasure very quickly, which is exactly what he wanted.

"Time to put your fingers to work." I could feel his body tense with excitement. I let him bounce up and return the brush to its place on the table before he came bounding back, eager to touch me. "You can start with my feet."

I could see the disappointment in his face, but he only let it last a minute before he remembered that it was still a way to touch me, to pleasure me, to please me. "Yes, Goddess." He said as he kneeled in front of me and took my foot in his hand, and rested the other in his lap.

"Good boy. You know I like to gauge whether you are pleasuring me, or you."

"Yes, Goddess. It should always be you, Goddess. I will try very hard to focus on the task. Your beauty can be distracting."

I let him work at my feet, my ankles. Taking turns between the two. Mostly rubbing, something sucking or kissing my toes, or a lick from heel to toe. He looked up at me waiting for the sign that he could continue. When he saw it he moved to my calves and knees. Not venturing to my thighs for fear he will be sent back to my feet. His greediness had gotten him in trouble before and he was trying very hard to contain himself.

"I am feeling a little overdressed." Without a second's hesitation he was up and helping me out of my dress. It was then that he realized that underneath was only a lace bra, and no panties. His cock was fully erect at the sight of me. I loved that.

"I'll have fun with you later." I spoke directly to the twitching cock that was right in front of me. Then I laid a kiss right on the tip before he moved to fold and put my dress aside.

"May I continue?" He asked with a little too much eagerness.

"You may start on my neck and back." I got up and moved to the bed to be more comfortable.

I could see the disappointment again. He looked like a puppy that had just been punished. I wanted him full, and ready to explode. I wanted him to have to focus as much on not cumming as he did on making me cum.

He did not hesitate though, he went straight to work. Rubbing and kissing my neck and back. He definitely knew which buttons to push on me. Getting me aroused, wet was his key to being able to get most of what he wanted. Even if he couldn't cum, getting lost in my pussy was his favorite thing. It was mine too.

I moved to lay on my stomach. It meant he had no access to my tits, which he knew was a great way to get my juices flowing, but he was horny and he was going to make the best of my torture. He straddled me just above my ass. As he kissed and rubbed he slowly moved himself lower down my body. I could feel his heavy balls and hard cock resting on my crack. He moved himself so they slid in the valley of my cheeks. I was enjoying this and managed to stifle a moan.

He stayed in place long enough to earn the next reposition a little further. This time letting his cock slide down as he tried to tease me.

"All done"

I could feel the disappointment coarse through him. He hesitated a moment too long and he knew it.

"Back to my feet" I said as I rolled over and began touching my own tits through the lace of my bra.

His face said it all. He wanted to be touching my tits. The lace between him and my nipples. He did not hesitate this time and went straight to my feet. This time he was sucking on them like he would my nipples, trying to make me want him to switch spots. He did not take his time like before and was quickly looking for cues to move further up my body, and I let him. I was ready. I was wet.

He had made it halfway up my thighs when I said, "Stop." It startled him and excited him at the same time. He knew better than to ask questions. He just stood next to the bed and waited for his next direction.

"Lay on the bed"

He was very excited. His cock was bouncing with anticipation. His balls were swollen. I knew he would not be able to contain himself much longer. He would cum, and probably either without permission or after begging before he exploded. Either way, punishing him would be fun too, for both of us.

He laid on the bed, setting pillows next to his head. They were for me, not him. Like an excited virgin, he was visibly giddy. I rested a knee on either side of his head and lowered myself on his face. His tongue was already out and reaching for my lips before I had lowered myself. He knew he was trapped beneath me and he loved it. It was one of his favorite ways to serve his Goddess.

"Lick me like it's your last time." I told him as I grabbed his hair and rode his face.

He could only use his tongue on my pussy in this position. He was trying his best to lick and suck on my clit and dip his tongue inside me.

My hands found their way to my tits. Holding. Squeezing. Pinching. I was getting close. My hips started to grind my pelvis into his face. He managed to get his hands to my ass where he grabbed handfuls of my cheeks.

I could feel the dam of my juices about to break.

"Don't you dare cum!" I managed to get out before the moans of my orgasm took over. I fucked his face and could tell he was covered in my cum as it poured over him. He tried to lap it up but I was cumming hard and fast.

When my orgasm started to fade and my legs were weak, I got off of his face and laid back on the pillows. He wasted no time and kissed me from toes to hips and then up to my head and down my neck, to my tits. He took a little time here, pinching, licking and sucking my nipples. Then down my belly until he buried his face back in my dripping wet pussy.

He lapped up as much as he could which started my arousal all over again. I could feel his smile against my lips and I gave him a hip thrust to regain his focus. Knowing his role he settled himself in, mouth sucking on my clit hard, and thrusting his fingers deep inside. Taking them out only to rub circles over my clit.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Was all I could let out between breaths.

With that moan he took my clit back in his mouth and sent his fingers back in finger fucking me to body tightening orgasm that felt like it lasted minutes.

I lay there, recovering from two back to back intense orgasms. I could see his cock was so hard and twitching with excitement hoping he would be allowed to cum.

I smiled and touched the head of his throbbing cock as I drifted off to sleep. Letting out a satisfied and sleepy "later."