He pauses, asks, “May I move my hands, so that I may play with you?”
I answer, “Mmm, extra points for asking permission first. Yes, you may.” Jordan slips a finger into my dripping pussy, and I can’t help but clench around the invasion. He works another finger in, licking soft on my clit, then another. Oh, my, such a quick learner. I instruct, “A bit harder with the tongue, love. You have me so hot.”
I push myself into his sweet face, fuck him really, moan as I feel his tongue getting rougher on my clit. Mmm, he slips his pinky finger in my tight asshole, and I pant, “Jordan, bite my clit a bit, gently . . .” And he does, he listens so well, and I cum, clenching my asshole and my pussy so tight on his fingers. I can’t help it, I scream, and slam myself into his face, knowing that he probably can’t breathe and loving it. I draw my pussy down his body, leaving a trail of wet, collapse on his hard cock, order breathlessly, “Hands back up, Jordan.” Immediately, he complies. I kiss him in reward, rub my lace-clad breasts against his chest, grind my dripping pussy into his swelling cock. “Something you need to know about women, sweet. After they cum, they are so swollen . . . makes it much better for you. Always make a girl cum before sex. Promise?”
He nods yes, and I reach down, grasp his cock, place it at the entrance of my hole, slam my hips down, take him in so fast I’m sure it hurts a bit. Moaning, his hands falter from their position, and I pull his hair, hard, until he places them back in the correct position. I fuck him with my pussy, grip his hips hard between my thighs, reach down and rub my clit. “Watch how I touch myself and learn. Don’t take your eyes of my pussy.” He doesn’t, and I fuck him hard. Reaching back, I feel my pussy wetness pouring down his balls, coat my fingers with it.
“Jordan, have you ever played with your ass?” He nods know, looks a bit hesitant, and I place one finger against his sphincter, fucking him even harder. He tenses, I respond, “Trust me.” Relaxing, I push a finger inside, hear him moan, fuck him harder. “Jordan, I want you to cum now, baby.”
I feel his body tense beneath me, and I push another finger in his ass, and he cums so hard I can feel it, which triggers another one of mine. Mmm, I press down on his cock, try to take all of him in me, enjoy the spasms of my orgasm as they slow.
Climbing off of him, I say, “Now, Jordan, it’s best to clean any mess you may have made. Get down there and lick your nastiness out of me.”
Without a word, he kneels between my legs, sucking his cum out, lapping it up from my pussy. I reach down, tug at my clit, come again as he licks all his wetness out of my flesh.
I have trained him very well indeed.
I rise from the bed, button my blouse, put on my panties, and leave him, exhausted on the bed, the smell of our sex following me out the door. I blow him a kiss, whisper, “Thank you, love, for your obedience . . .”
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