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Sexamples #002: Adventures in Domination
“Leave the room, close the door, wait a minute, and then come back in.”
He scrunched up his eyebrows and looked at me funny. “What?” he said, laughing a little.
“You heard me, bitch,” I asserted. “Go out in the hall, shut the door, wait a bit, and then come back in.”
He wanted me to dominate him; I had been aware of this fact for several weeks but hadn’t yet acted on it, partially because I was afraid I wouldn’t know how to be a domme. But tonight was the night. Only, now, I had to get him to leave the room and come back in, to sort of “refresh” our dynamic - start over without the context of boyfriend/girlfriend looming over our heads.
Finally, he left. I rushed around the room fluffing pillows and taking off my top. I waited several seconds, then cleared my throat and awkwardly announced, “Come in now.” He opened the door and entered.
I made him go get a makeshift blindfold from my extensive scarf collection. I tied it firmly around his head so he couldn’t see a damn thing, and then I forced him into a kneeling position on the floor. Figuring I’d start by turning myself on so I could be a better dom, I offered him one of my nipples. He licked and sucked it eagerly, and I started to melt a little into this delicious role I’d put myself in.
He reached around to my back, trying to pull my breast further into his mouth, but I snapped, “Don’t touch me.” He dropped his hands obediently, and I felt a wicked surge of pride for my little slave-boy.
I told him to lie down on the bed on his back, and spent some time biting the various sensitive spots on his chest and abdomen, just hard enough to communicate my control over him. I noted his enormous hard-on just before climbing onto him and straddling his face.
Ever the tease, I held his hair down with one hand, stopping him from licking me, and used the other hand to dip into my pussy and give him a taste on my fingers. He moaned from just the flavor of me, clearly wanting more. I laughed at his desire, and then finally lowered myself down onto his tongue.
If there’s one thing my slave-boy is extremely skilled at, it’s cunnilingus. He can do it for hours and it’s always brilliant, because he’s learned all the tricks I like best. This time was no exception - he licked and sucked as though his life depended on it.
Looking behind me and again noticing his immense erection, I told him, “I’m not going to touch you at all until you make me come.” That certainly motivated him; he sped up his motions and went at my pussy with even more enthusiasm and fervor. I held onto the bed tight to keep from shaking uncontrollably as his tongue circled and flicked my clit over and over.
Finally, I arrived at a shuddering orgasm. He stayed with me the whole way through, sucking, pressing, gently stroking me with his cute little tongue.
I told him, “Good boy,” smiling, and fetched a condom from the bedside table. He put it on while still wearing the blindfold - impressive! Then I slinked down his quivering body and lowered myself onto his cock of granite. “I’m going to ride you until you come,” I whispered, and I did.
Standing beside your bed you beckon me to come closer. Willingly I comply, embracing you in a deep kiss. We draw closer to each other, lips parted, long and slow. A few more of these long, deep kisses later, I feel your tongue probing, wanting entry. I allow it and our tongues entwine together, playfully dancing. Meanwhile my hands have moved from a tuff of your hair, to the small of your back and are now comfortably residing on your tone ass, gently but firmly squeezing.
You begin to shift your attention lower. Sensing your intentions, but having intentions of my own, I stop you. Getting you to lie down on your back, I whisper in your eye that tonight is all for you.
I begin kissing you again. Soft kisses this time. I kiss all over both lips and begin to explore your face, kissing and gently sucking where I go. My explorations reach that little area between your jaw-bone and ear. I give it a small lick and feel you quiver beneath me. Taking this as a good sign I try sucking it gently, again receiving that little shudder of pleasure.
Doing this, I make my way slowly and tenderly down your neck until I reach your chest. I take in the grand sight of your beautiful chest and nipples, having already discarded all clothing beforehand. Our hands are together by the sides of your head, and I can feel your reactions to every kiss. Your hands tightening each time my lips meet your flesh. Deciding upon your left breast, I begin to suck, kiss and lick, slowly making a spiral to your already erect nipple.
I circle your nipple with my tongue, agonisingly slow, from the areola to its tip, at which point I firmly flick with the tip of my tongue. I then draw in your nipple into my mouth. When enough is in, I suck firmly on it while again flicking the tip with my tongue. I do the same thing with your right breast. Then while each nipple is wet with saliva, I gently blow on each with the coldest air I can muster, causing you to breathe in sharply and shudder in delight. I then notice that your hips had slowly been moving up and down, trying to gain pleasure from friction of my thigh. I look up at you and see your chest and face are completely flushed. Your breathing had quickened and each time you took a breath, your chest would wonderfully rise and fall in a beautiful, almost hypnotising way.
I decide that I’ve been teasing you long enough and begin to move down. Our hands detach. Mine slowly work their way down your back as I go lower, kissing your stomach, abdomen and finally your mound where I pull away. Yours push down on my head, eager for what comes next.
I finally make it to your neat pussy. Pink, puffy, and glistening with signs of arousal, it pulses as if waiting for my touch. Teasingly, I blow a warm breath on the entirety of your vagina, causing your hips to squirm and you to cover your mouth as you cry out. After a few additional seconds of nothing, I flatten my tongue and firmly lick you from your perineum all the way up to your peaking clitoris and flick it. You release a low, almost animalistic growl I never would think to come from you, as you almost crush my head in between your thighs. Shifting the attention of my long licks, I begin with the outside labia, each one getting its turn before soon making my inside to your wetness. I keep up the tongue assault, enjoying your honey and the sound of you in ecstasy, steadily becoming louder and louder and ever more primal.
I continue doing this, changing technique ever so often, slowing down when it seems you are going to climax. I want you like this for as long as possible. In between grunts and squeals, you beg me to give you the orgasm we have been working towards.
I stop to admire your body covered in sweat; your hair in a mess and the sheets in big bunches, in your fists and then latch on to your obviously protruding clit. Isolating the little bean I begin testing the waters to see what gets the best reaction. Settling on side to side strokes, I then slowly insert my middle and ring finger into your warm, velvet folds. Gently massaging as a explore your tunnel, I make my way to your g-spot. I begin to stimulate it in slow circles, keeping in time with my pressure on your clit.
In no time at all I feel your muscles clenching my finger tightly, almost forcing it out. Your hands are frantically grabbing anything reachable, but finding nothing stable you decide to frantically grab again at my hair, and pushing my head roughly into your folds. You release a loud moan that seems to have been repressed throughout our lovemaking session. You scream out to me to go faster, and I happily comply.
Your back arches as you climax, and you let out one last guttural moan as you collapse, spent.
Go down on me because you want to not cause you want to impress me
Gently swirl the tip of your tongue on my clit. Keep it soft. Flick it several times. Broaden your tongue and lick me s l o w l y from the bottom up. Let me feel the warm, moist texture as you are doing so.
Tongue techinique is key. And remember: Don’t jab;)
I grabbed her thigh and pulled her up so she was standing with one foot on the ground, one foot on the armrest of the plastic chair. I leaned forward into her pussy, sucked her clit, tasted her as her hips shook against my face. I slid to fingers into her, curving them towards me, pressing and rubbing inside of her as my tongue pressed firmly and quickly against her.
She came, grinding against my face, with screams that should have been easily audible five floors down, and probably two or three blocks away. She filled the city with her orgasm while I held hard, my arm wrapped under and around her thigh, keeping her pussy against my mouth, keeping my tongue pressing against her as she dripped her orgasm across my lips and down my chin. “Rooftop” by John Stark
She moaned into my mouth, and I moaned back that I wanted her pussy on my face. She obliged rather quickly, sliding her underwear down, her slip sliding up her legs as she placed them on either side of my head.
Although we were both enjoying ourselves immensely, we found the position a little uncomfortable after a good chunk of time. The only other position available to us was up laying on our sides next to each other, my hands reaching over to feel her. I dipped my fingers inside of her, gathering her wetness on the tips of two fingers, and slid them back up and around her clitoris. We had all day, and nothing else to do that would top what we were doing, so I took my time. I leaned my head over to kiss her, and then down to kiss her nipples. I took one between my teeth and pulled it up slowly, then released it, surrounded it with my lips and sucked. I spent more time than normal with my fingers inside of her, pushing up and rubbing slow circles, watching and listening to her as little parts of me made her feel so very good. She came as I was rubbing deep circles with flat fingers over her clit. Her hand went down to hold my fingers against her while she orgasmed. “No Penis, No Problem” by John Stark
I sucked on her, her wetness running down my lips and over my jaw. I could feel myself getting hard, getting so turned on by the taste of her, by knowing that I was getting this girl off for real. I let go of her brain completely as I slid my tongue inside of her. Almost as a reaction to my release, she pushed her pussy harder against my mouth, grinding against my tongue and lips. “Best Intentions” by John Stark