I began to soap her, starting at her neck and shoulders and moving down her chest to her breasts. Her skin was exceptionally smooth and her soft rounded shoulders enticing. I rubbed the bar across her breast until it was well lathered then passed it over to the other breast. With my free hand I massaged her previously lathered tit. It was amazingly firm and resilient to the touch. I moved my hand across her nipple. It was hard and erect, she murmured approvingly at the touch. I massaged the little protuberance between my fingers and she moaned softly.
I switched hands to massage her other breast and moved the soap bar down her abdomen and across her stomach. I soaped the curve of her waist, hips and ass, sliding the bar gently across her supple skin. I took my hand from her breast and massaged her sudsy ass. It was firm, well-rounded, and delightful. Although I was apprehensive to do so, I moved the soap across her mons region, over her pussy, then between her legs. She moaned softly and kept stroking my cock. We were both well lathered at this point; I replaced the soap in the soap dish and used my hands to spread the suds over her entire body. Her skin was silky, slippery, and enticing.
While continuing to stroke my dick, she cupped my scrotum in her hand and massaged my testicles. They still hurt a little from the earlier kick, but the massaging eased the pain. Then she closed her fingers around my scrotum and held my balls firmly in her hand. I stopped massaging her and readied myself not knowing what she was going to do next.
“See,” she explained, “I can make you do anything I want. All I have to do is squeeze a little,” she closed her hand around my balls and my leg muscles involuntarily tightened in response, “and you’ll do whatever I want, and if you don’t comply, I just squeeze harder until you do.” She squeezed harder and my balls began to hurt. I instinctively pressed my legs together, but to no avail, she had a firm grip on my manhood and knew exactly what she was doing. “If you still don’t do what I want, I’ll squeeze them until you can’t walk then tell dad I had to kick you in the nuts because you were trying to do something to me you shouldn’t have been doing.” She squeezed my balls with a vise-like grip, digging her fingers into my sac and wrapping them tightly around my testicles causing me to double over and my knees to go weak. I placed my hands on her shoulders to keep from collapsing on the floor. My balls hurt so much they felt like they were on fire.
“Okay, Fi, I get it. You’ll ruin me if I don’t do what you want. Please, let go of my nuts.”
She released her iron-fisted grip on my scrotum and gently supported my balls in her cupped hand. If she would have let them hang loose, I think I might have collapsed from the pain. “I’m sorry Bro, I didn’t want to hurt you, but I had to make you understand who’s in charge here,” she said as she tenderly massaged my aching balls. “Is that any better?”
“Yes, thank you,” I replied. It was at that point I knew I was in her complete control. She had me, I would do whatever she wanted and she could do to me whatever she desired.
Fiona’s massaging eased the pain in my scrotum and soon I was able to stand on my own. We rinsed the soap suds from each other then toweled each other dry. She led me into her bedroom; she had a queen sized bed, and roughly pushed me onto it. “Tell me the truth, Matt; haven’t you always wanted to know what my pussy tastes like?”
I could have lied, but what would have been the point. The truth was I had always wanted to know what her pussy tasted like. Even when we weren’t getting along I fantasized about her pussy. “Yes,” I answered, “I’ve always wanted to taste your pussy, Fi.”
“Then if you ask me nicely, I may let you find out.”
“Fi,” I asked, “will you let me lick your pussy?”
“Yes,” she said and hopped onto the bed. I caught a whiff of her extraordinary scent as she passed her leg over my nostrils to straddle my face. Her pussy was magnificent, shaved smooth with just a bit of pink inner labia protruding from the cleft. She lowered herself until her inner labia just grazed my lips. I flicked my tongue across them. They were soft, moist, and sweet. She spread her legs wider; her pussy lips parted exposing the entirety of her inner labia dangling just above my lips. I inhaled her sweet musky aroma, it was intoxicating and I ran my tongue between her pussy lips, from her perineum to her clit. She flinched from the sensation. I pursed my lips around one of her inner labia and gently sucked it into my mouth, massaging it between my lips.
“Ohhh,” Fiona moaned and wiggled her hips. I pushed my tongue into her vaginal opening and pussy juice ran out. It was slick and sweet with a slight hint of cinnamon. I circled my tongue around then thrust it in further. Fiona moaned, spread her knees, and pressed her pussy onto my mouth. I rubbed my tongue on the upper wall of her vagina and contacted her G-spot. She gasped and I felt every muscle in her legs contract. I continued to work my tongue on the spot.
“Oh, fuck that’s good,” she said. “You’re making my pussy melt.” Her kegel muscles began to spasmodically contract around my tongue. Pussy juice flowed into my mouth and ran down my chin. I pressed my tongue against her G-spot as hard as I could. “Oh god, you’re making me cum. I want that huge cock of yours inside me, Bro.”
She lifted herself off my face, moved down, and straddled my waist. I positioned my cock at her vaginal entrance and she lowered herself onto my stiff shaft, her wet, slippery pussy lips parted as the head of my cock slipped inside. She gasped, “Oh my god, you’re huge.” Then she leaned forward, pinning my arms to the mattress and kissed me passionately, thrusting her tongue deep inside my mouth. I sucked on it as she slowly lowered herself onto my dick, the walls of her vagina expanding as my cock slid ever deeper inside. She moaned at the intrusion and continued to press herself onto me until the end of my cock contacted her cervix. Pussy juice squished out around my dick as my shaft filled the entirety of her pussy. She groaned loudly and began to buck up and down on me, slowly at first, then increasing speed and intensity until she was crashing down on me. I thrust up as she bucked down on me, slamming our pubic regions together in unison. “Oh, fuck me, Matt, fuck me,” she cried out.
I began to feel the urge to cum. It began deep in my prostate and radiated throughout my groin. We continued crashing onto each other until the urge overwhelmed me. I thrust up inside her and ejaculated with an intensity I had never felt before. I could feel the semen splatter inside her vagina and I suspected she felt it too because she screamed as I came. She crashed down onto my cock again and I came with nearly the same ferocity as the first time, my cum again spraying inside her and she screaming at the sensation. We continued banging each other, her rolling her hips and slamming her vulva onto me and me thrusting up, plunging into her as deeply as I could. A mixture of my semen and her pussy juice leaked out and collected at the base of my cock.
We continued until exhaustion. I ran out of cum and she out of energy. She laid her head on my chest and collapsed on top of me. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had, Matt,” she said between gasps for air. “Aren’t you glad I talked you into it?”
“Sure,” I replied weakly. “You talked me into it.”
“This is going to be the best summer vacation ever,” she gleefully stated, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep. I soon followed.
Story continues in Pt.2
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