Trevor's loft

I giggled at his playful banter until the point at which he stuck out his tongue; right there and then I began to puddle, thankful I was wearing panties under my skirt which right about now was hitched up exposing an indecent amount of long slender leg.

My smile faltered and my eyes became those of a sultry predator changing rapidly from hazel to a brilliant green as I cupped both of my firm breasts one in each hand and slowly lowered them towards him. Grinning slightly I twisted and offered him my right nipple, pulling away just before he could taste it.

“Perhaps the other is more to your liking Sir? “ I purred offering him the left one.

Again I stopped just short of my target.

“Choose!” I demanded brazenly.

Eve to his Adam, I offered him the ultimate choice.
 
What a choice.

I giggled slightly at her teasing. Then looked at her left breast, enticing as it was. "Mmmm, Eenie." Then the right. "Meenie." Back and forth I went. "Minie, Moe, Catch a tiger by the..." The childhood rhyme ended and I was left staring at the right breast.

"You heard it, Yeishia, I gotta do what my momma told me," I said with a chuckle, "Bring the right one down here."

When she did so, The whipped cream was a little runny but I managed to lap it all up. My tongue paying special attention to the puffy nipple, over and around rolling it with my tongue. My lips closed around it and I applied suction while my tongue flicked the nipple. Then it was the left breast's turn for the same treatment.

"I suppose its your turn now." I laid back down on my back my hand unbuttoning my shirt. "Fair is only fair after all."
 
I adored his playful banter designed to place me entirely at easy and when I realized how well his mama had taught him I was a hairs breath from an orgasm!

My turn?

Mercy me,
taking a deep breath I pulled back from the brink and stilled his hand.

To unbutton his shirt was this submissive’s job!

Throwing him a devilish grin, I preceded to unbutton his shirt using my small teeth alone. Finally pulling it from the waistband of his slacks, with a dramatic flourish!

Still using my mouth alone I picked up a strawberry and scooped up some cream before sharing it with him. Mouth to mouth lips to lips….

I trailed berry juice across his chin as I nipped licked and teased a pathway from his mouth to the side of his masculine jaw, done the column of his corded neck unto his sternum. Barely pausing I trailed my tongue between his breastbones until I was level with his nipples.

Hungrily I took one small puckered nub between my lips and sucked it between my berry red lips…….

The devil took me by the hand and I bit down hard!
 
I was in the hands of an angel. Pleasure washed over me as she trailed her tongue down my chest. Then she showed the devilish side of her.

"Ack," I yelped as the unexpected sensation of pain coursed through never-endings like a screaming banshee. I took both hands and pulled her head away from my injured nipple.

"And you said you didn't like sadism," I laughed, "That hurt."

My hand flopping around on the coffee table found another strawberry and held it up for you. "You still have one more to go, but no biting this time, or I'll be forced to discipline you, naughty little she-devil."
 
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I grinned at his softly spoken words,

“I could kiss it better?” I told him with mock innocence.

Sadism? this was not even close, my eyes dilated at the very thought of him under my mercy.

"One more to go," It would be my pleasure.

I repeated my actions, this time taking his other nipple into my hot needy mouth, stretching and twisting it with my tongue, nibbling but stopping short of causing him pain as I had done before.

I finaly release it with regret and looked into his eyes......

I spoke softy from the heart.

“Perhaps I desire to be disciplined this night,”

I looked avidly from one nipple to the other, a predator deciding which prey to latch upon….
 
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“Perhaps I desire to be disciplined this night,”

I growl lowly at that imagining her at my mercy.

I take her by the shoulders and pull her up for a soul searing kiss. Our tongues thumbwrestle eachother. My arms wrap around her pulling her down against me. We were bare chested, skin to skin, the language of love.

When the kiss finally ended and we were both gasping for breath I told her, "Tonight we share the power and the submission. And if that's a contradiction. Then so we'll be a contradiction tonight."
 
His low growl fired the wanton buried deep within my belly and I matched his tongue stroke for stroke as the fire in my belly smoldered and finally ignited….

Softness pressed against masculine hardness, a dance willed into beginning by a rosy red apple: evil not withstanding it was love that had prevailed through out the ages. It was the language of that love that would prevail throughout this night.

Share the power and the submission?
My eyes widened at the enormity of what his words represented.

I would try if it pleased him, knowing in the heart of whom I was that it would please me also.

I didn’t answer him with words, I simply ran my fingers through his hair grasping the nape of his neck between my loving hands and pulling him to me; to loose myself in the power and passion of his kiss once again!

A feral growl erupted from my belly I was complete.......
 
My hands moved to slip down over the lines of her back over the subtle curve and dip of her spine over waistline of her skirt. The swell of buttocks before spreading to rest on her hips. My grip possessively tight.

We kissed on and on, only parting for the briefest respite to drag air into starving lungs, and then sealing tight lip to lip again. The clock on the wall continued to tick away. I could hear the music of the danceclub through floor below me.

We kissed the conflagration belt from a flash burn to an enduring heat. My cock had raised an urgent and pressing tent within my pants, an insistent pressure against her soft womanly core.

Right now everything else in the world was gone even the terrible things that had happened to her. Now, there was only this.
 
The pressure of his mouth on mine blotted out all else as our kiss went from a small blaze into a raging inferno as he branded me His.

Our kiss paused briefly and I gasped out ,"I want I need" only to find mydelf bereft without the heat of his lips on mine, at which point I pressed close to him devouring his taste with wild abandon once again.

I could feel the pulsating hardness of him pressing into my soft belly demanding and insistent. With the instinctive response of primal women since the beginning of time I answered its demand, pressing slow erotic circles across its thickening girth as we continued to kiss.

I was aware that the fabric of my panties was damp as the friction of my actions brought me to new heights of passion, My ragged breathing became labored.

"Veroe," I begged against his lips, "Help me, save me, pleeeese."

As I spoke I was clawing at the fabric of my skirt, trying unsuccessfully to free me of its confines, I wanted total flesh on flesh, but could not seem to get my brain and hands to co-operated together on this single task.
 
"Veroe." I loved the way she said my name against my lips, full of passion, full of desire, full of need for me. "Help me, save me, pleeeese."

She desperately tugged and pulled at her skirt.

The only way either of them could remove it would be for her to rise up off me, which would be an intolerable situation for me.

"I want you in my bed beneath me Yeishia," I told her before rolling over and raising up carrying her in my arms. "Within my bed, I want to drive you to passion so many times that when exhaustion finally drags you to slumber your legs will open yearning instinctively for my presence between them even as you dream of me."

I begin the ascent up my first staircase and the den space holding her against me. then the second staircase to my bedroom. I lay her down on her back on my large bed under the skylight and a starlit sky. I throw off my shirt to the floor and reach down helping her atlast to remove her skirt. It lands atop my shirt soon to be joined by the remainder of our clothes.
 
His passionate words evoked wicked images of the things he would do to me yet I could only stare wide eyed as he gathered me in his arms and carried me with absolute ease to this bedroom. I said not a word as he placed me in the middle of his bed, not a word as he undressed, not a word as he moved my skirt and peeled off my wispy panties. My eyes were locked on his every movement, missing not a single nuance of his motions, I was memorizing every single expression as they passed across his handsome face.

I lay there leaning back on my elbows hair fanned out about my shoulders, knees bent slightly and legs modestly closed. Every single cell in my whole body felt like it was vibrating with my need of him: I was past worrying if he would like what he saw as he gazed down at me.

I knew my eyes had turned to emerald with my passion, that my rosy lip would be swollen from our shared kisses. I could feel my throbbing nipples hard and needy, I could feel the subtle vibrations deep within my belly as the feminine essence of me prepared to welcome its male counter part where it belonged.

My eyes dilated as I fixed my eyes on his rampant man hood, that counter part was jutting from his well toned body as it silently communicated its hungry need.

I could smell my arousal, early morning dewdrops after an evenings rain, light and sweet sensuality with undertones of mother earth herself.

A fragrance more potent than any perfume I could wear..........it was time.

I moved my hair from beneath me with a slow languid sweep of my arms allowing it to cascade though my fingers to to fall softly as a halo for my beautiful face. As I did this I arched upwards slightly as I straightened one of my long slender legs allowing it to fall open for his inspection. He would see small droplets of my passion clinging along the edges of my satin smooth labia, would he like the fact I was devoid of hair in my most secret of places ? I idly wondered.

I ran the tip of my tongue across lips suddenly gone dry with a sudden shyness I was trying to control, I resisted the urge to fold in upon myself.

I reached out to him with open arms, “I am for you Veroe, come make me yours this night”

My voice was soft and tentative like a warm breeze on a summer’s eve. I wanted him, I wanted us to be joined as one my need could no longer wait…..
 
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I looked down at her, my god she was beautiful. My cock now free of its prison of cloth brushed my stomach, rampant evidence of a man's need to cherish, a man's need to claim.

He took her stretched leg and placed a kiss to its sole trailing soft kisses up to the arch of her foot the inside of her calf the side of her knee, and the inner thigh. I hovered over the glistening lips of her pussy. I blew across them delighting in her reaction. But rather than moving in for a taste, I run my tongue up over her clean shaven mound dipping into and circling her navel before moving on to the rising foothills of ribcage and the twin peaks of her breasts and the valley between. I sucked and laved and gently nipped with teeth to her nipple before raising up to look down into her face through eyes darkened with passion for her.

I shifted slightly so the head of my throbbing cock was in line with her wet sex. I took her hands and placed each of them over my hips, if she curled her fingers her nails would be digging into my buttocks.

"slowly, Yeishia. I want to watch as I spread you open little by little. I want to see your face as you glory in every millimeter, every vein beating with the pulse of my heart, every contour as I fulfill your need." I leaned in close placing teasing butterfly kisses onto her lips. "Direct me, I am at your service."

We were both master/mistress and servants tonight.
 
Caught up in his touch as he worshiped that which I had given him I was caught totally unaware with what happened next. He placed my hands on his hip and posed ready to enter me then softly spoke his desires.

His words were magical causing the orgasm that was simmering and bubbling to start claw its way to the surface of my skin; he would watch me as I climaxed as I took my pleasure from him. My pleasure would bring him pleasure too. The concept was foreign to be but very very erotic until he spoke again …

"Direct me, I am at your service."

I almost panicked what should I do? Get on top, ride him, dominate him? It had been so long since I had made love as a woman in charge of her own destiny, her own pleasure, could I even do this?

"Slowly, Yeishia."

His butterfly kisses calmed me and I did what came naturally to me in that moment. Shifting slightly I pushed up against him feeling the silken head enter me ohhhh! he was thick and I was very very tight. Forcing myself to relax I gripped his buttocks and pulled him into me a little further. I moaned, I couldn’t help myself; just a single inch yet I could feel him stretch me and it felt so so good! Had I released the firm reign on my control I could have cum right there and then.

I stopped to savor the sensation as I searched his face and using just my kegel's pulled him into me another inch………

“Was this what you had in mind?” I whispered sensually against his lips, seconds before I drew his lower one between my teeth sucking and stretching it before releasing it once more..
 
“Was this what you had in mind?”

It was. It was heaven and hell all in one experience. Heaven in that his cock was finally entering the gates of paradise and hell becuase it was such a tantalizingly slow penetration. I watched her face rapt as I agonizingly, slowly eased into her guided in by the flexing of those inner muscles, a secret caress, only felt by lovers. Felt by us.

Eventually, inevitably, finally my pounding cock was within her hot depths to the root.

I dipped my head and kissed her followed by a nibble to her earlobe as I slowly pull out until only the head remained within before slowly pushing back in. I continued accelerating the pace little by little with every thrust.

I whisper into her ear, "Don't hold back, Yeishia, come as often as you can."
 
By the time he was buried deep within me I was stretched to my very limits hanging on by a single silken thread. As he increased his pace I wrapped around his velvet hardness like a glove caressing and milking him internally as he stroked.

"Don't hold back, Yeishia, come as often as you can."

I did not need a second bidding I wrapped my long legs around his hips my arms playing across the muscles of his shoulders and pulled up towards him. I ran my soft tongue along the sensitive skin of his neck and whispered in his ear, my breath a hot sulrtry caress.

“You of course will not cum until I give you leave,” with that playful directive I arched against him and let go, exploding from my head to row into a million heady pieces each one shooting upwards into the night like a million sparking stars.

I screamed out my joy as he increased his pace and one orgasm flowed into the next. Joyful tears ran silently down my cheeks, my nails racked his back as I met him boldly thrust by thrust, needing him deeper yet, needing this so very much!

“Veroe more more do not stop, I need more………..”
 
“You of course will not cum until I give you leave,”

He chuckled, "Yes Mistress," As he continued driving into her.

I marshaled all my control as she bucked and orgasmed around me, the silken walls convulsing to milk the seed from me, in defiance of her command. She continued to orgasm for a while, and I could feel my control slipping.

I rolled over so she would be on top. My hands holding hers, fingers threading through hers. We were bound together now at hands and organs.

I looked up into her eyes. "Ride me, Yeishia, take me to the end."
 
Looking deep into his eyes mine full of playful devilment as I smiled pressing my hands down into his, I began to move my practiced muscles along his manhood from base to tip, slow and firmly increasing the depth and speed until it would feel as if it were in fact my hands milking him to fulfillment. I took his hands and placed them on my firm ripe breasts as I worked.

I hadn’t moved my position astride his, my hands entwined with his. As he payed homage to my breasts I watched carefully the expressions passing across his face I did not want to miss a single one. As I brought him closer to the edge I leaned forward and whispered into his ear. “Ride you Sir? it would be my pleasure."

Taking his strong hands in mine once more, I used them to leaver myself up off his thick hard cock until it was almost free of my heavenly internal grip. Grinning, I dropped suddenly down, impaling myself in one fluid motion down on its entire length once more....

Wasting no more time I proceeded to ride him like the stallion he was, my Stallion. if only for tonight. I rode him hard and fast as if I were being pursued by the devil himself, allowing him no quarter. The sensation of red hot sweat becoming rivulets teaming down between my bouncing breasts was intoxicating. I peeked beyond the inferno reaching somewhere far above boiling point I felt like the whole surface of my skin were evaporating as it searched for His.

“Cum, cum with me, Now! “ I commanded.

As I felt his hot seed begin to shoot deep into my belly my final orgasm hit me with such a force I almost fainted, I clung on to his hands like a life line, feeling like we were a close circuit of pure sexual energy.

Yes! Oh god! Oh god! yes yes yessssssss!

Finally, my body feeling like it had finally melted I dropped atop of him my heart racing covered his face and neck with tiny kisses of adoration , “Veroe,” I whispered finally laying my cheek on his chest.

I could hear the thud dub of his heart as it slowed becoming one again with mine…..
 
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I groaned feeling her work that secret caress around me. From my root up to the tip and then back up to the tip again as if she had me in her hands and jacking me off. It felt like heaven, but in truth was nothing but hell incarnate.


I was left hanging off the precipice by my fingernails. I tensed trying desperately not to erupt within her right there as she mercilessly continued to milk me.

A moment passed, another under her tender hidden mercies. Finally she leaned forward and whispered. “Ride you Sir? it would be my pleasure."

I laughed, "That was the idea," Though it wasn't as cocky-sounding as I tried to make it.

She rose back using our hands to lever herself up and made good on her word. She rode me and took great pleasure in doing so.

My eyes glazed over as it became more and more about holding back. The pleasure was merging into a certain kind of torment.

“Cum, cum with me, Now! “

That was what pushed me over. I let go of the edge and fell into the precipice erupting like krakatoa into her convulsing pussy as we joined eachother in orgasmic bliss.

then it was over and she fell forward showering my face and neck in lazy, adoring kisses. "Veroe."

"Yeishia," I returned wrapping my arms around her. We were still joined together, even with my cock softening within her sopping pussy. I could've pulled out but I did not want to leave either of us bereft of this perfect moment, this singular minute of complete oneness between us.
 
We lay there entwined as one, while I luxuriated in a feeling of total bliss, content. I adored that I could still feel him buried deep within me, and was sorely tempted to raise him from the dead again. Just a few gentle well placed squeezes would have him bringing me to ecstasy once more.

I stretched out along side of him, but the effort of draping one leg over his exhausted me, the delicious languor I was feeling did not leave me able to put my wanton thoughts into effective action.

Grinning I snuggled closer to whisper quietly, “If I were your submissive I would slip down your belly and clean you of our love juices but as I am not his night, this girl was wondering if you would like for me to draw us both a bath when you feel up to it." I giggled slightly at my turn of phrase.

“It would be my pleasure to assist you in your bathing ritual, to tend to your most intimate needs, there are many ways to ecstasy…..allow me to share with you another.”

I looked up into his eyes and smiled seductively my mind already devising small ways in which to please him further.
 
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For a long time we lay atop the bed, covered in the sweat from our previous activity. Contentment made us languid. Skin to skin-the language of love, we had quite the conversation, and now we said little but remained pressed against eachother-in the language I believed this would be a sigh of fulfillment.

She whispered to me, “If I were your submissive I would slip down your belly and clean you of our love juices but as I am not his night, this girl was wondering if you would like for me to draw us both a bath when you feel up to it." She giggled slightly at her words. “It would be my pleasure to assist you in your bathing ritual, to tend to your most intimate needs, there are many ways to ecstasy…..allow me to share with you another.”

"I agree." My hand raised her chin up so I could look into her eyes. "I have a lover who will be here soon. Her name is Yeishia, and she is special to me." I pointed to my master bathroom containing a large jacuzzi tub within. "You are going to wash me like a good servant would. Pretend that you are a chamber maid serving the needs of her leige lord. I desire to be cleansed, refreshed, and made hard. So when Yeishia does arrive I will be ready to carry her to my bed and drive her to the heights of passion once again."
 
His comments confused me and I slowly sat up unsure of how to proceed. “You want me to be chamber maid, like in a hotel, your servant?” Blushing I looked around for my clothing. “Perhaps another time, it is late I fear I must be leaving.”

Backing from the bed I gathered my clothing holding it to me as I tried to un-jumble my chaotic thoughts, wondering what I had done to displease him, wanting to run and hide. " Thank you this was wonderful." I whispered staring at the end of his bed.
 
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His comments confused me and I slowly sat up unsure of how to proceed. “You want me to be chamber maid, like in a hotel, your servant?” Blushing I looked around for my clothing. “Perhaps another time, it is late I fear I must be leaving.”

Backing from the bed I gathered my clothing holding it to me as I tried to un-jumble my chaotic thoughts, wondering what I had done to displease him, wanting to run and hide.

"What," I say struggling to rise up and go after her, "No, I was only playing a game I thought you'd find fun."

"Yeishia," I say taking hold of her, "I'm sorry. What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do?"
 
"I do not understand," I told him small tears sparkling at the corners of my wary eyes. " You want to play a game? You want me to wash you and give you ..ummm make you hard?" I was blushing as I spoke. " You want me to service you as a ..." My voice trailed off.

My mind was a mass of confusion, this was His Loft, he had invited me here. Maybe I misunderstood his motivations, I was submissive, he knew that, what to do?

My instincts were driving me to do as I always did comply, but as what? Taking a steadying breath I slipped through his arms and dropped gracefully to my knees before him.

"Forgive me please, this stupid girl need clarification and guidance"
 
I watched as she dropped to her knees saying. "Forgive me please, this stupid girl need clarification and guidance"

I shook my head, "No don't go down on your knees. Get up. I was the one being stupid not you."

I sighed as she remained. "I will show you what I mean. Stay there, please." I went into the bathroom and turned on the water in the jacuzzi tub making sure it was warm enough. I sprinkled in some bath salts and lavendar petals.

Then I returned to her still kneeling. I lowered myself to my knees in front of her and bowed lower than her. "My lady, your bath is ready." I chanced a glance up at her eyes. "When your lover arives I will make certain you are ready to entertain him."
 
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