fortheloveofasub: OUR TIME A Long-Distance Vanilla Couples’ First Foray Into D/s - Part VI If
fortheloveofasub: OUR TIME A Long-Distance Vanilla Couples’ First Foray Into D/s - Part VI If You Missed Part V - It Is Available Here Gently so as not to send you over the edge to orgasm I place two fingers of my left hand flat between your open pussy lips, careful not to touch your clit. At this you give out a contented “Mmmmmmmm,” believing, I suppose, that I am going to give in to your pleas. But this is simply not going to be the case today. Slowly and carefully I glide my two fingers up and down inside your lips rotating them back and forth in order to soak them with your copious juices. You really begin to warm to my touch and as much as I would like to bring you pleasure amidst all the frustration, the time has not come. I pull my fingers away from your sex and hold them under your nose as you lay there facing me, head down on the pillow. The smell of your sex is wonderful and overpowering. Gently I place the tips of my wet fingers on your lips and you compliantly open them sucking my fingers into your mouth without further prompting. God this is hot! As you eagerly suck away on my fingers, licking your own juices hungrily, I begin to gently run my other hand over your red-hot ass. This seems to turn you on more than I intended so after a time I am forced to stop rubbing, remove my fingers from your mouth, and move on. As you lay there panting, you have no idea what might be coming next. The anticipation of not knowing is eclipsed by your own desperation and anxious arousal so it matters little to you what might be coming next, so long as it is something good. Seeing and feeling the fire in your ass I reach for the glass of ice water I brought with me from the kitchen when I first walked into the room. The ice cubes have melted to the point that the rough edges have smoothed but they are still large and quite substantial. Grasping one in each hand I hold them over you, my fingertips pointing down at your ass, and let the melting water collect in drops at the tip of my middle fingers. Aiming ever so carefully, the first two drops fall almost simultaneously directly on your puckered ass hole. Bull’s-eye!!!! The sudden cold on your hot ass makes you jump and cry out. God I love that! I let more drops fall, the ice-cold rivulets of water collecting and running down from your pucker into your parted inner lips. You begin to moan again, gasping as the ice water finally reaches your clit. “Sorry, we are not playing with that today,” I think to myself, and move on. Holding the ice cubes in the flat of my palms I begin to rub them all over your red ass cheeks. You try to pull away from the intense contrast between your hot ass and the cold ice but there is nowhere to go. Slowly and thoroughly I melt the ice over your entire ass until the cubes are gone. Picking two more large ice cubes out of the glass I give the backs of your legs and inner thighs a similar treatment. Each time I approach your sex you try to angle your ass toward my hand and it’s ice cube. I hold the ice there but am careful not to let you get away with this. The ice feels so cold spread all over your ass and legs yet it is also soothing the fire that had been ignited by the tip of the flicking crop and my bare hand. As the cubes slowly melt down to about half their original size I stop my ministrations on your legs. Holding one partially melted cube over your ass I press it right onto the center of your pouting bud. You gasp in shock! With one deft press of my thumb the cube disappears into your rectum, the muscles squeezing and sucking it deep inside. You wiggle your ass and give out a grunt of surprise and passion. I immediately follow it up with the second partially melted ice cube. The cold deep inside you certainly seems to be having an effect as still more nectar seeps from your soaking pussy. With that, I just simply cannot resist. Grabbing the largest cubes left in the glass I swiftly press one after the other into your wide-open and waiting pussy. You shout out and your wriggling really kicks into high gear. What a sight! I can practically see the muscles of your pussy pulsing and contracting in response to the cold! With your head still down and your ass high in the air there is nowhere for the cold melting water to go but to puddle deep inside you. The effect on you is nothing short of stunning. In rapid succession I press two more cubes into you and your gasps become those of suffering rather pleasure. Somehow that is a turn on for me too. I’ll take it! I am out of my mind with desire. But I have to slow down and give you time to come down from your flight before we can launch again. Wondering what to do to pass the time while you cool down I decide it is high time to receive a little pleasure myself. Reaching down I grasp both your shoulders and firmly assist you back up to your original kneeling position, arms still clasped together and hanging limply between your legs. Hastily I shed my now sweat-soaked t-shirt and underwear freeing once and for all the rock hard erection I have been sporting off and on for what seems like hours now. Standing in front of you I remove the ear buds from your ears and for the first time permit the return of one of your senses. The contrast of the continuous music to the silence of the room is almost disorienting for you. I let you sit there on your haunches, legs still spread wide apart to collect yourself for a moment. Without warning I step forward and graze the very tip of my cock across your lips. The feeling of the soft foreskin gliding on your lips is a little confusing and you do not seem to know what it is at first. Then I rest my hard cock against your cheek and trace the outline of your face, under your chin and up the other cheek just as I did with the jumping bat when I first touched you what now seems an eternity ago. You clearly have the idea now and the true level of your lust becomes readily apparent as you hungrily, almost greedily, take me in your mouth and draw me in deeply. I nearly explode right then and there but do my best to think about politics and religion, anything at all to bring my own response back in check. You raise your still clasped wrists and hold the base of my cock in one hand as you take me deeper and deeper, your tongue lashing this way and that. With your other hand you fondle my balls never stopping the frantic licking and sucking. I look down at you there, blindfolded, going to town on me. Again the waves of love and affection wash over me as I see the woman I so adore going to such lengths to pleasure me. You are so beautiful and I long to remove the blindfold from your face and look deeply into your eyes. I so love your eyes. But that is just not part of the plan right now and besides gentle affection seems to be the farthest thing from your mind at the moment. Your basest animal instincts seem to have been awakened and you are lustily working me over, as you never have before. I do not know whether you are truly that aroused at giving me the sucking of my life, or whether you feel that by getting me off sooner than later, I might soften my dominant stance and give you what you are longing for. Whatever the motivation, it is working for me! And “Sorry,” I think to myself, “I am not changing course for you yet.” You switch into higher gear and really begin to take me deeply. Your hot mouth and tongue are incredible but as you thrust down on me and take me into the back of your even hotter throat, in that special way that you do, the effect is absolutely mind blowing. You alternate these deep thrusts with shallowly rolling your tongue over the head of my cock and I am going wild. I feel the first rumblings between my legs and sense the first signs of my prostate beginning its pumping action. “No this will not do…not yet.” Quickly I reach down and place both hands flat against your face and ease you back off my throbbing member. “Not yet,” I croak in a horse raspy voice. “We have a ways to go before that.” Grasping your shoulders I finally pull you to your feet for the first time since entering the room. Your knees are wobbly and you seem to be unsteady on your feet. It is little wonder with all the kneeling you have done combined with being brought to the edge or orgasm repeatedly. Reaching down I unclasp your wrists and allow your arms to hang freely at your sides. As I stand before your beautiful naked form, I am again astounded at my good fortune for having you in my life. You are so beautiful. Despite all my efforts to maintain my controlling dominant front I am momentarily overcome with emotion and draw you to me in a deep loving embrace; our naked bodies pressed to one another. The feeling of closeness is so intense I cannot let go. I pull my head back off your shoulder and lean in to kiss you. Not a peck on the lips but a long, loving, reverent kiss. Our tongues dance slowly at first, but as the passion reignites and begins to rise, the dance becomes more urgent and needy. Our breath comes again in gasps and our hands grope desperately at one another. The fire is back and I am ready to resume my evenings’ work on you. Continued In Part VII Text © For The Love of a Submissive, 2012 -- source link