Meeting James – Chapter 10.2

2017 true sex story: Meeting James – Chapter 10.2

by melanieatplay

True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Romance

“Why did you want me to get my pubic hair removed with a laser? I would have kept it shaved for you since that’s what you wanted.” I paused before continuing. “I know it’s the trend these days and it’s what guys like.”

“No, Melanie. Your pussy being bare doesn’t have anything to do with the latest trend.”

He took a deep breath.

“Submissives don’t have pubic hair and permanently removing yours was a way to mark your body as mine.”

I could feel my face glowing red in embarrassment. I knew that the removal of my pubic hair was critical to James but until now, I didn’t fully understand why.

I could also feel my vagina begin to moisten. The thought of being his – His possession, His property, was incredibly arousing.

“You like being mine, don’t you?” he said huskily.

Our eyes met.

“Yes, I do, James.”

“There is nothing more arousing than a submissive woman who’s also a natural slut.”

I could feel my face glowing red in embarrassment.

“You just seem to bring that out in me.”

“No, trust me, it was always there.”

We took another sip of our coffee and got lost for a few minutes in reflective thought. I could tell from the hungry look in his eyes that it wasn’t going to be long before we would be making our way up to the bedroom.

My mind drifted back to the hour or so when he was sleeping, and I was reading my book and admiring the magnificent white sand beach and crystal blue ocean. The scenery just outside the balcony was so serene, so beautiful, and so… romantic.

I broke the silence.

“You told me when you left that morning you’d make it up to me.”

He gave me an uneasy look that quickly broke into a big smile.

“Let me guess; I can see a trip to the jewelry store in our future.”

I gave him a little scowl.

“No, nothing that expensive.”

I paused before hesitantly continuing.

“While we’re here, no blindfolds, no restraints, and no floggers… Okay?”

He gave me a disillusioned look.

“You still want to have sex, though, right?”

Smart ass.

“We can still have sex… right after we get back from the jewelry store.”

We both burst into laughter. Then, he stood up, extended his hand, and I took it. When I stood up, he swept me up into his arms and carried me up the stairs, crossing the threshold wedding night style. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I also didn’t want to distract him while we were ascending the stairs.

Once we reached the master bedroom, he laid me down on the bed, quickly removed his clothes, and crawled on top of me. Immediately, his mouth possessed mine in a hot, passionate kiss.

I could feel his hands run up and down my body, caressing my flesh. It had been just a little over a month since I had seen him and it made me realize just how much I missed him.

His hand slipped underneath the hem of the t-shirt, and he pulled it up, over my body, and then off. Once my breasts were exposed, his mouth was all over them. He alternated from one, and then to the other; kissing, sucking, nibbling, and gently biting until my pink nipples were standing proudly off of my breasts.

“God, I’ve missed these,” he said while kneading my large breasts.

I ran my fingers through his thick, salt and pepper hair. His mouth and hands were driving me crazy, and I could feel my already moist vagina become damp with his skilled ministrations.

Between moans, I was able to direct him.

“Lower… Please, James… lower…” I whimpered.

My nipple popped out of his mouth.

“Tell me what you want.”

“My pussy… put your mouth on my pussy.”

He smiled. I knew he loved it when I begged and I reveled in incorporating that into our love making.

“Please James… don’t tease me.”

Characteristically, he took his time, tantalizingly, tormenting me. He slowly kissed his way down my stomach while his hands never left my breasts. His mouth traveled further south to my navel, his tongue dipping in and out. I let out a little moan when he bit me, leaving small teeth marks on my stomach. I heard him inhale deeply.

“I can smell your pussy; I love how hot and wet you get for me.”

I wanted to feel his mouth on me so badly. I didn’t know how much more of this tormenting tease he’d put me through.

“Please James… Please…” I moaned while desperately trying to push his head lower.

Taking me by surprise, he wrapped his arms underneath and then through my thighs. He then rolled me towards the head of the bed which simultaneously spread my legs and lifted my ass off the mattress. Thankfully, because I had been incorporating yoga into my workouts for years, his sudden move wasn’t painful.

“Oh God,” I moaned when he sunk his tongue deep inside my pussy.

Almost immediately, it felt as if lightning bolts were shooting through my body. I could feel his tongue lick the walls of my vagina before exiting and moving upwards to my clit. I gasped when he took the little bud into his mouth and began deliciously sucking on it.

“Jesus… James… Yeah… Just like that…” I moaned between little sips of breath.

His hands were still on my breasts, and he was alternating between kneading them and roughly squeezing my nipples between the tips of his fingers.

I felt my orgasm begin to build as he continued his assault on my vagina. My whole body felt like it was on fire as he continued to lap at my clit.

“Just a little more, James… just a little more…”

I tried to hold my orgasm back as long as I could because I didn’t want the intense pleasure he was giving me to end. Unfortunately, I could only last a few more seconds before I let go and my body released.

When I came back down, and my senses were back about me, I felt James licking the wetness from the inside of my thighs.

Our eyes met. It was erotic seeing his face wet with my juices.

“Are you ready for some more?” he asked huskily.

My face broke into a big smile.

“If you’re so inclined.”

Without warning, he rolled me forward again towards the head of the bed. Once again, he plunged his tongue into the depths of my vagina, over and over and over without mercy. Almost involuntarily, I squeezed his head between my thighs. His mouth felt so amazingly good; it felt as if it were everywhere at once. His large hands were roughly kneading my breasts and pushing my body down, into the mattress.

I could feel that familiar tell-tale sign from my body that I was getting close and James knew it as well.

“Let it go for me, Melanie,” he said in a deep baritone pitch. It was as if I could hear the lust dripping from his voice.

My body began to shake almost uncontrollably as wave after wave of my orgasm coursed through me. When I regained my senses, James was looking up at me from between my legs.

“I want your cock in my mouth,” I said quietly.

He moved up my body, and our lips met in a passionate embrace. It was exceptionally erotic for me when I could taste myself on his mouth.

He then flipped over on his back and pulled me on top of him while we continued to kiss. I reached down and began stroking his big cock which caused him to moan and broke our kiss.

“I’ve missed this the last month,” I said while continuing to move his member up and down in my hand.

I kissed his neck and licked some of the sweat that had collected there. I then moved down to his chest, kissing, licking, and sucking. I flicked my tongue over his erect nipple, but I didn’t tarry long there because I knew he didn’t like much of that.

When I kissed lower, that familiar scent entered my nostrils. It was manly, just a little funky, and oh so astonishingly intoxicating. My mouth watered in anticipation of what would come next.

I ran the tip of my tongue through the slit in the head of his penis and collected the pre-cum that had formed there. I could hear a quiet moan slip through his lips. I grasped him in my hand and his cock felt alive as it pulsed and fluttered.

Teasingly, I ran my tongue up and down the veined underside of his cock which elicited primal moans from his lips. The more I toyed with him, the more pre-cum leaked from the head of his penis. I made a lewd, slurping sound as I collected this small pool that had collected on his stomach.

Taking him by surprise, I plunged his cock deep into my mouth. I could hear him gasp and moan in appreciation as I worked him in and out.

I took a deep breath, relaxed my throat, and began to work him in deeper. I have never had much of a gag reflex, and within minutes, I was taking him all the way down to the root. I could feel his fingers weave through my hair as I bobbed up and down on him.

He had incredible control, but within a few minutes, his breathing changed and I knew he was getting close. He could have cum in my mouth if he wanted to, but instead, he gently pushed me away.

To let him calm down, I took one of his testicles into my mouth and gently rolled it around.

“Oh God Melanie… Yeah… That feels good.”

It gave me such pleasure knowing that he was enjoying what I was doing. He opened his legs wider which gave me better access. I continued to suck and gently lick the round orbs as he elicited soft gentle moans.

Almost subconsciously, I began licking underneath his ball sack and an erotic shiver coursed through my body. I had engaged in ass play many times with women who I knew enjoyed it and loved to reciprocate on me. However, the thought of doing it with a guy had never even really crossed my mind, until that very moment.

Hesitantly, I begin to lick lower which immediately got James’s attention and our eyes met. For a few seconds, he silently watched me as if questioning whether or not I was bold enough to do it. At that point, more than anything, I wanted to break new ground. I wanted to please him in a way I’d never done before. At that moment, it wasn’t something I wanted, but something I needed.

I licked just a little lower until his voice broke the silence.

“Only your tongue, nothing else.”

I give him my best sexy, pouty look.

“Yes, Daddy,” I said seductively.

Gently, I licked over his asshole several times and I could hear him moan and feel his body tense up.

God, he loves this.

I collected as much as saliva as I could on the tip of my tongue for lubrication, and slowly begin pushing it inside the little-puckered hole. He let out a low, guttural moan and his hands again weaved through my long blonde hair. I inched closer to him and was able to slide my tongue in just a bit deeper.