I probably would have slept on until morning, but, this little lady that was next to me had somehow turned into a little nymphet.
I just had no idea how this could have happened.
Ok, I might have a little bit of an idea how.
As I became awake, I remembered how much trouble she was in. I'm sure that this gorgeous little Brainiac, also knew, and was trying a pre-emptive strike to distract the old man.
By distraction, I mean having her little hand, slowly stroking, my quickly growing manhood. As an added deflective measure, she was kissing and generally loving and licking on my chest and neck area.
I would let her have this little victory...For now.
I had one other position I wanted to take her in, before It must turn into punishment time.
If she hadn't caught on that I was awake yet, she certainly became aware, when the arm of mine that had been her head rest suddenly bent at the elbow, and I quickly had a hand full of her hair.
The moan that escaped her mouth, told me that she was starting to really like being handled by her hair. Which is good, as it is one of my favorite things to do.
I not so gently, pulled her lips to mine, and began one of our long hot kisses. Only this time, I relaxed my grip on her hair almost completely. This effectively put HER in the aggressive position, smashing her lips down on mine.
This must have really turned her on, because she released her hold on my cock, and brought that hand up to my cheek. This was so she could hold my head in place, as she drove the kiss. Her tongue was literally battling mine. Her lips pressed to mine just as hard as she could manage.
It was passion incarnate, and it was hotter than fucking hell!
Giving her that bit of control, prompted her to do exactly as I wanted her to do. which was to move her entire little body over on to mine, as if she thought she needed to do this to keep me in place.
I could feel her sex on my lower stomach. I could feel her wetness, but even more, I could feel the heat coming from that little "furnace". A flame like that could surely get the best us. But, what a way to go, hmm?
She wasn't really paying attention to what her body was doing, because she was so focused on the kiss that was making her so hot. That's why, when she moved just the right way, her pussy bumped into a very hard and willing partner, her eyes went very wide, and the kiss came to a stop.
At this point, Adrian realized just what position she had put herself into.
I just smiled at the questioning face, above mine.
Being the evil bastard that I am, I got one of her nipples in my fingers and began to work it easy, then hard, then easy...you get the picture.
"Don't even try to move off of me, slave."
"Sir, you mean they...you... really do this? It's something else we thought was just a thing in the sex movies. We thought surely no man, would actually let his woman fuck him."
"Like you said earlier, it's a good thing you have a good teacher, slave."
"I think I said the "best teacher" Sir. But whatever you say it is, that is what it is. You tell your slave that the sky is green, and that the moon is made of cheese, and I'll see it that way 'till I'm in my grave. That's how much you are in my head Sir."
"What is going to happen now, you little sex slave, is that my "head" is going to get into you. And even better, You are going to put it there, girl of mine."
"You are really going to let me fuck you, Sir?"
"Not so much let you do it. More like MAKE you do it, pet."
"You know I will do anything and everything you tell me to do, anywhere you tell me to, Sir. But, I have to ask my "teacher" why would you order me to fuck you, Sir?"
I noticed that, knowingly or not, she was moving my pussy very slowly around the head of my cock. The heat, and the innocent sexiness of it, was a huge turn on for me.
"Do you remember, pet, that you needed me to make your pussy tell your mind that it was MY pussy?"
"Yes, Sir"
"Well, I know it is my pussy and you know it is my pussy, correct, slave?"
"Yes, Sir...Very much so."
"Well, now you are going to make HIM know that it is my pussy. You are going to fuck him so hard, so that he has no choice but to accept that it is my pussy. Understand, little girl?"
"I never thought about it like that, Sir. I do however see how it should be so. Yes, I understand, Sir."
"He is a bit insecure at times, pet. So you may have to remind him quite a few times as the days and weeks go by."
I could tell that by now, she had caught on to the humor of it. But, she really played it as if it were deadly serious. Besides, it WAS a first for her, after all.
"I will do my best, Sir. I do need you to tell me how to start, though."
"Well, there are a couple of ways, but I think you have a good start on it right now. I would say however, that you need to stop rubbing my pussy all over him, and get at least the tip inside you."
"Oh yes Sir" this came out as a husky whisper, as she seemed to feel me "pop" into place, even as I was giving her directions.
"Good girl. Now move your body back just a little more, pet."
As she did so, of course the crown slipped easily past her very wet lips.
"Stop." It was very amusing to see look on her face, as if she was afraid she had hurt me somehow.
"How does that feel, slave?"
That husky whisper told me "It feels good, Sir. Very good."
"Try to get a little more of it, pet."
She immediately took another inch, her breathing became very heavy at that point.
"Sir, My body is screaming at me to take all of him, now!"
The sadistic Demon jumped in and simply growled "Beg Bitch."
Her breath became a pant. This seemed to be another turn on for her.
"Oh please, Master? Please let me take him, I'm begging you Sir."
"Don't beg HIM, you little cunt. He is too easy on you. You know who I am, bitch. Beg me. Beg me hard!!"
"Please Demon Daddy! Please let me fuck you, My Demon Daddy, please!"
"Do you swear to me that you can get it all in one stroke, even if it hurts, slave bitch?"
"Yes Sir, please let me take it?"
