FemDom Snippets

In the Cards

2009-07-04T07:55:00.002-05:00

My worst fears were confirmed as I entered the bedroom. Lisa was laying on the bed reading a magazine. Her body was covered in a fluffy long white robe which allowed her now tan skin to be really noticable. I tore away my gaze form her white stockinged feet to see a very stern expression on her face.

I began mumbling an apology, as she ignored me to gaze at her magazine for a few moments. She didn't remove her eyes for a second from her magazine to cut me off in mid-sentence, her voice was steady and calm but with an angrier and more forceful tone to it. I had never heard this tone before coming out of her.

"Save it," she stated, silencing me instantly. I mentally began bracing myself for a loud, drawn-out argument which was the equivalent to an atomic bomb going off. I glanced wistfully at her nylon encased feet and part of her calves and realized that I wasn't likely to get any closer than where I was at the moment.

After a second or two of silence, she spoke again. "Not only you nore than two hours late getting up here, but you spent the whole time misbehaving, while I was up here alone and horny." She slammed the magazine down on the bed. "Very horny!," she snapped, our eyes meeting for the first time. Feeling guilty, I dropped my gaze and noticed what se'd been reading. It was a porno mag; one that featured bondage and discipline. My cock inadvertently began to swell for the umpteenth time in three hours. She began flipping through the magazine pages again and both my hopes and my cock began to rise.

"If you ever expect to be allowed back in my bed, I suggest you strip and be ready for my inspection within the next sixty seconds." She kept reading her magazine as I began to strip every article of clothing from my newlly shaved body.

"Oh, by the way, you better not have a hard-on," she added.

Less than a minute later, I stood near the foot of the bed, hands clasped together behind me. And of course I was rock hard.

She walked over and stood in front of me, one hande on her hip as she looked disapprovingly at my now rock hard and dancing cock. "one simple order, and you still disobey." She slowly walked behind me and told me to bend over so that my head came to rest on the foot of the bed.

Newlyweds pt 2

2009-06-04T07:58:00.000-05:00

After I had stripped ever bit of my clothes off we spent the next 10 minutes with her asking me questions as if it were an interview for a domestic servant. "This will remain hard as much as possible," she said pointing to my hard throbbing cock. " But I want all this hair removed. Every hair from your armpits down. Take a shower, shave, and get dressed in the guest room," she ordered.

It was an hour or two later when I entered the guest room to begin dressing. I felt any doubts I'd had concerning her sincerity evaporate. After a moment of mild shock I punched the house intercom and asked "Are you sure about this?"

"Of course," her voice replied sweetly. "Why do you think I had you shave? And by the way I am timing you. The longer you take to get in here, the worse it'll be for you!"

A white lace garter belt complete with pink bows-white lacy stockings and matching panties were laid out on the bed. This was a threat she'd used many times, but it never crossed my mind that she would actually do it! I had no choice but to swallow hard and put the outfit on.

Newlyweds

2009-04-06T07:55:00.000-05:00

I've never met a woman who enjoyed sex as much as Jill. She was 24 when we met and I was 22 and immediately were drawn to each other. Within 2 months we'd screwed in every room, on every surface; in both of our houses not to mention a few of our friends rooms as well. We were married a year later and I expected that whole sex was going to become rare but I was proven wrong every day and up to four times per day!

We began moving into our first house as a couple later that spring. Jill came across my stack of skin magazines from my bachelor days. I was suprised at the interested look on her face and how she did not just flip through one or two of them and then throw the whole lot of them in the trash. She began reading them and taking extra notice to the descriptive fantasy sections.In the end it took twice as long to move but we had learned each other's secret desires and were more open to different sexual pleasures.

We continued having very hot conversations on different fantasies but a great majority of our ideas remained just that; fantasy. Our sex life continued on a steady decline for the next 3 years. Sex began to seem like a chore and for every time we fucked I declined her hot sexual advances at least 5 times. We fianlly seperated and I moved into a studio apt. I would spend the night every couple of weeks and this was all the sex either one of us got as far as I could tell. After about 3 months of this routine I noticed her attitude in general brightened. When I asked her about it she just smiled and shrugged," You'll find out," she said.

After a couple of months I was having no sex what so ever. I waited for another month but by the end of it I couldn't stand it anymore and confronted her about it. "You mean you miss this," she teased lifting her skirt to show a very bare pussy. My tone of voice went immediately from accusatory to the voice of a man with very blue balls, which I was. The fact that she enjoyed my state of desperately needing to cum hit a submissive chord inside me that I remembered was the base of many conversations we had had about fantasies. I felt extremely lucky when she told me that if I behaved we would spend the weekend together living out some of my favorite bondage and discipline scenes but only she got to decide just how far we went.

I couldn't agree fast enough.

Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

2009-02-18T17:54:00.002-06:00

Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

She got other guys off over the phone a few other times, sometimes in a group chat, but more often one on one. Sometimes she'd have me fuck her with a large life-like dildo. Watching my wife suck that big cock was torture. And it was humiliating to be forced to clean her pussy juices off the cock with my mouth after she'd cum. I wasn’t allowed to actually fuck her on these nights because she would cum so much being fucked by the big fake dick that it left her exhausted. I was allowed to jerk off in front of her as she watched, obviously amused. She verbally teased and taunted me about masturbating in front of her. I didn’t cum until she gave me permission, and she'd usually extract some promise from me as a price for allowing me to orgasm. On a recent night, for example, she had me agree to spend my whole weekend being trained as her personal servant. “Housework will become so much easier once I have taken the time to train you properly,” she said, inferring that she was doing me a favor. When I hesitated to agree, she re-tied my hands and said maybe I should sleep on it. By the time we'd reached the bedroom I was practically begging her to train me so long as I got to cum.

As we laid in bed that evening she ever so lightly teased my poor cock and balls with her rounded fingernails and named over a list of rules for the weekend. Of course I eagerly agreed to every one of them. At last she began to lovingly stroke my cock as she quietly but very firmly ordered me to cum. I quickly exploded and surprised us both with how much I came. I was nearly passed out as my wife cleaned off my chest with a warm washcloth. As I drifted in and out of sleep I thought I heard her softly say something about my needing to learn to clean up my own mess.

Training Her Husband pt 1 - Making Him Beg

2009-02-08T17:30:00.002-06:00

Training Her Husband pt 1 Making Him Beg

Jill enjoyed relaxing in the recliner after work. She’d order me to strip and kneel so that I could give her a foot massage. Eventually she'd instruct me to begin moving the massage upward, usually stopping me as I reached the lacy tops of her stockings. After cuffing my hands behind me, I’d be forced to watch as she raised her skirt and rubbed her pantied twat. My wife would then have me beg for her pussy for awhile before relenting and letting me eat her. She quickly learned how willing I was to cook and serve dinner in order to allow her to relax (and increase the possibility she’d let me have desert.)

She seemed to delight in chatting on the phone while I was eating her. I even overheard her telling a couple of her girlfriends about our kinky sex game and how she was using it to make me do her bidding, such as taking over much of the housework. It was humiliating and embarrassing to hear her inform her girlfriends how she planned to turn me into her little slaveboy.

In order to punish me one evening for not ironing her clothes correctly, she actually called a phone sex chat line. In no time she went from being a flirt to flat out providing phone sex for the horny guys in the chat room. Naked and tied to a straight back chair directly in front of her, I could only watch and listen helplessly as she described to the guys in great detail how she was rubbing herself through her skimpy panties while forcing her husband to watch. She proceeded to tell them how she would love to suck and fuck other men in front of me, turning me into her cuckold slaveboy. Eventually she turned the speaker phone on, not only freeing up her hands to better get herself off, but also insuring I could hear as she talked each man through his orgasm. My wife made sure all the guys got off on this, except me, of course. I was told that all I could do is watch and listen.

Rubbing Oil on Dominant Bikini Babe

2009-01-23T07:09:00.001-06:00

I told her I'd be glad to help with the oil. "I'll just bet," she smirked as she continued to slowly spread the lotion on her legs. "What I want to know is what's it worth to you if I let you?"

She picked up her tea glass, took an ice cube from it and ran it sensuously over her neck and chest. I was mesmerized. She stopped just short of her tiny bikini top. She held up her glass to me." Fetch me some more tea, and I'll think about it."

Cheryl was pleasantly suprised when I offered to clean up after dinner that evening.

The next day she conned me into helping with her chores so she could lay in the sun sooner. Once more I kept her tea glass full. I was more than happy to promise to do the dishes every night that week, just for the chance to rub oil on her.

I found myself offering to do more and more of her housework each day.

The New Coed

2009-01-12T04:01:00.003-06:00

I was steadily working myself to death at my computer when our new intern arrived. She stopped me with a glance and then quickly turned away. I chalked it up to the shyness of a young coed. I was mesmerized by her emerald green eyes and I even found myself becoming sexually aroused. The thought of a sorority girl perhaps half my age flirting with me, well, that's the stuff dreams are made of, at least considering my recent romantic history.
I found out that our sexy coed, Lilith, was not very shy at all, at least not in the breakroom. She was wearing a black skirt that ended above her knees and a form fitting blouse that might as well have been painted on her. Her perky little nipples almost poked out of her blouse and she didn't seem the least bit scared of bending over right as I walked into the room. She asked me if I liked what I saw. Instantly lost for words, I just gasped. She asked if I would like to cum all over her and her best friend that night.
I answered the door that evening and was pleasantly surprised to have not one, but two gorgeous coeds on my doorstep. I knew I would be the one to teach these young ladies where their place was, which in my opinion was on their knees looking up gratefully at me as I feed them my thick cock. I would learn before the night was over that these two vixens had a totally different outlook than me on the roles of men and women when it came to cumming.
It wasn't long before the two college babes were getting frisky with each other on my king sized bed as I grinned lecherously and enjoyed the show. Lilith pulled me down and was soon sitting naked in my lap, gyrating in a way that required every bit of my attention and control not to shoot off through my pants. I barely noticed at first that the other girl, Cindy, had moved behind me and by the time I realized she wasn't there to rub my back I was being shoved down and handcuffed to the headboard. "Hey!" I protested, "I said I looked forward to some bondage games with you bitches, but let's get it right. I do the cuffing around here!" This brought a round of laughter from the two girls, and as angry as I was, I couldn't help but mentally drool as I watched their young and firm breasts jiggle.
I was gagged and cuffed to my own bed and could only watch with envy as the girls brought out their toys and began to play with each other. It wasn't long before each would be slurping down the sweet cum of the other. Each of them took time to give me sloppy kisses on my gagged mouth, spreading their honey over my cheeks and lips. Being able to smell their pussy juices but not taste them drove me insane. I was instructed not to cum without permission and if I dared disobey this or any other rule I would not only be fitted with a cock cage, but it would require a key from each of them to unlock it!

FemDom Business Arrangement

2008-11-25T06:29:00.002-06:00

Kneling in front of the dominant woman, his hands tied behind him, the submissive male spoke the most ironic words of his life.
"Thank you very much for a week of teasing me into sexual frustration."
The gorgeous coed smirked as her stocking toes traveled ever so lightly a slow and torturous route from the head of the kneeling man's cock down to the root, then back again. Though her silk encased toes only barely grazed his throbbing and desperate member, it was enough to cause it to twitch and jump. And to cause the man himself to emit some mix of a groan and whimper, his eyes fixated straight ahead where less than three feet away the well manicured fingernails of the young vixen played lazily over her panty clad twat.
She slid her foot under his bloated balls and nudged a bit, as if to gauge their fullness. "My, my, Danny boy... how in the world did you generate SO much cum after only a week of wearing that cock cage? Was it the nightly tease and denial sessions? " Dan groaned again at the mention of the accursed cock cage Lisa had insisted he wear "at least a night or two" when she'd first moved in a week before. Of course, for an expert manipulatrix like Lisa, all it took was a couple of days and nights teasing the poor man to the begging point before he became the proverbial putty in her hands. By the third night she had him begging her to shave his cock and balls just for the promise that she'd release him from the chastity device for an hour. Of course, she never mentioned that before releasing him she planned to tie him spread eagle to the bed. So while he spent an hour with his freshly shaven prick bobbing helplessly in the air, Lisa drove him near insanity by first doing a sexy striptease, then fingering herself to several orgasms only inches away from his outstretched tongue.

Learning Her Letters - part 1

2008-11-15T05:56:00.000-06:00

Beth clicked on a folder labeled "FD" to reveal it's contents, several more folders, each labeled with a short, nonsensical word. Or at least to Jenny the labels made no sense. However, it was apparent from Beth's chuckling that she'd found something other than video games and tax records.
"It appears your hubby is not as vanilla as he's led you to believe when it comes to his porn. In fact, I'd say he's quite the little perv." To support her statement Beth read off a list of the folders: BDSM, CFNM, DS, T&D, CBT and others. Jenny continued to look at her like she was speaking some foreign language. Her older sister sighed and continued.
"Ok, let's start with FD since it's the most important. I'm guessing it stands for 'Female Domination' or 'FemDom' for short. It's when the female is superior in sexual relationship. In other words, she's the boss in bed. The male does as he is told."
"But that's nothing like Dennis, he's always in charge. He decides when we make love," Jenny protested.
"Maybe so, but that's probably because he's afraid to let you see this side of him. It's potentially embarrassing as hell for him, as you'll understand soon. For now I'll just explain what the abbreviations stand for. I don't think you can absorb more than that all at once, ok, sis?"
Jenny nodded her consent and Beth continued. "BDSM is actually three things. B&D means bondage and discipline. In simplest terms, imagine tying up Dennis and spanking him." Beth paused a moment to snicker and even though shocked, Jenny couldn't help but grin at the mental picture. "S&M you've heard of in movies, it stands for sadism and masochism. Again, in simplest terms, a sadist gets off on inflicting pain, a masochist gets off on receiving pain. Also note the DS in the middle. That stands for dominance and submission. One person dominating another sexually."

Ex Girlfriend Learns to Suck Cock

2008-10-21T08:55:00.005-05:00

Lisa used the remainder of the rope to secure Jack's ankles to the chair. Kneeling between his wide spread knees, she couldn't help but giggle a bit as she surveyed his predictiment. She ran her fingertips slowly up and down his thighs, causing him to moan in frustration as he strained against the bonds.
"Mmmm... Sherry did a great job shaving your cock and balls, don't you think?" Lisa opined as she trailed her fingers lightly over his freshly shaven parts. She gave his nut sack a bit of a squeeze. "I must say, I'm impressed. You actually managed to save up two weeks worth of cum. It must've drove you crazy lying there each night all horny and frustrated and desperate to cum. Especially knowing that it was the price you had to promise in return for my roommate spending those same two weeks teaching me how to suck cock the way you always wished I would when we were together."
Jack groaned and tried to thrust his pelvis out but Lisa's teasing fingers danced away untill he calmed down. "Damn you," he gasped. "I've had enough of the teasing shit. It's time you two paid off for all this blue balls and bondage crap I've done for you."
"In a hurry to see if I can deep throat?" Lisa wondered aloud. "Or maybe you're looking forward to finally seeing me beg for a big load of cum to gobble up?" She giggled again, seeing in Jack's eyes the effect her words were having on him.
Just then they heard the front door slam. "Perfect timing, that's my roomie for ya! Definitely not like Sherry, she had a terrible habit of being late everywhere she went. Except today, she was quite delighted to be helping prepare you for this little exhibition and actually made it here early. And shaving you really turned her on, which is why she rushed off. By now she's probably at her new place bouncing on her boyfriend's big cock."
Jack looked puzzled. "New place? You mean Sherry doesn't live here any more? Then who's your..."
At that moment a well built and quite naked male entered the bedroom. Lisa squealed and jumped up to embrace him. She led him by his rather large semi-erect cock to stand right in front of her tied up ex boyfriend.
"Jack, meet my new roommate, Brad. As you're about to see, he's taught me quite a bit about how to give a first class blowjob. And I did promise you that my roommate would help me demonstrate all that I've learned, didn't I?"
Lisa fell to her knees in front of Brad, licking her lips as she gently stroked his thick member. Turning to Jack, she smirked. "Enjoy the show, sweetie. I know I will!"

Tied Up by Two Teens

2008-09-09T04:11:00.000-05:00

Dressed now in track shorts and a tube top, Michelle gathered up the Polaroids as well as every stitch of clothing I had in the house. She gave me a quick kiss, gave April a far more passionate one, then told us both to have a good time as she walked out the door.

She was gone perhaps half an hour during which time April took glee in pointing out the obvious. Namely that I couldn't leave the house untill they returned my clothes. She informed me the pictures were well hidden in order to insure my full cooperation. I told her that I knew when I was beat, and that I'd fulfill their every request, provided my actions, as well as the photographs, remained a secret.

As she stood behind me fondling my ass and nipples, she whispered in my ear that no one outside of my "fan club" would ever know a thing. Before I could question her further, she shoved her soaked panties into my mouth to gag me.

My Girlfriend Serves as Maid to Her Best Friend

2008-09-01T22:47:00.001-05:00

Amanda and I relaxed on the couch as Janna served us each a drink, then excused herself and left the room. While she was gone, Amanda explained the arrangement she had with my girlfriend. Amanda could easily pay every single expense they incurred, which meant there was no reason for Janna to get a job. Instead, she made sure that Amanda never had to lift a finger around the house. "Do you mean she's your maid?" I asked.
Amongst other duties," she replied with an impish smile."In fact, she is at this moment in the role of handmaiden and is drawing me a bath. Would you care to continue this conversation as I bathe?"
I could only stutter, which brought a chuckle from her."Silly boy, I'll bet you're worried about Janna. Why don't you freshen our drinks and meet me at the tub."
Amanda was standing by the huge sunken tub. Janna was on all fours eagerly licking and kissing Amanda's stocking feet. She wore white thong panties and a white leather collar around her neck. I also noted that her nipples had been pierced.
"She's agreed to spend the next three months under these living conditions," Amanda explained as Janna slowly helped her out of her skirt, blouse and thigh highs. She made me look away while they removed her bra and panties and she slipped under the bubbles.
Amanda then instructed Janna to remove my clothing.

Soon to be Cuckold Husband

2008-08-20T22:16:00.001-05:00

Each evening of the first week followed the same basic pattern. On my knees, I'd meet her at the door with a drink, then serve her a nice dinner. I'd clean up as she enjoyed her dessert. Retiring to the den, she'd relax on the pit group or in the recliner as I served another drink. If I wore briefs, she'd usually strip them off before having me kneel in front of her, my knees spread and hands tied behind my back. Often she'd choose this time to make phone calls to her friends, both male and female. One guy she called frequently was Bob. While chatting with him on a Friday night she unbuttoned her blouse revealing the absence of her bra and pulled her short skirt up to where I could see a glimpse of her pantied twat. She drove me crazy, carressing my thighs, balls and occasionally my cock with her stocking feet.

As with most of the guys, she explained to Bob that we had a special "arrangement" which allowed her to date other men. She asked him to describe his cock, and it must have sounded impressive, judging by the way she "ooohed" as she slipped her hand inside her blouse to tweak her nipple.

She then spent a while explaining to him quite graphically the way she was going to suck his cock before screwing him silly. Meanwhile, her hand moved down to her panties and slipped inside. Quite forgotten, my prick could only throb in the air as I watched the lacy outline of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt. Before long her back arched in an orgasm. I then heard her arrange a date for the following night before hanging up.

Noting my errection, she seemed somewhat amused. Leaning up to lightly grasp my cock, (an act that made my head dizzy with pleasure,) she qipped,"Isn't that just the sweetest little thing, the way you tell me how very much you approve and look foward to my first date. I believe that I may even give you the chance to earn a reward. Would you like that, my soon to be cuckold husband?"

Disciplined by Wife After Poker Party

2008-08-16T23:56:00.001-05:00

She had me kneel, then pulled the cord, forcing me to bend slightly. She turned on the TV, telling me to look closely at what I could've had if I'd came upstairs on time.
The scene showed Toni kneeling just inside the bedroom as if waiting for someone to enter. She was wearing the white teddy and stockings, just as I'd asked. The intercom was barely audible in the background. Apparently she was listening for a sign that I was coming upstairs. She turned to the camera, and in a tone of total surrender, whispered, "this is what's waiting for you, you lucky bastard. I'm so hot I'm going crazy waiting for you. But I'm gonna take care of you first, babe. I can't wait till you walk in and see this..." She held hand cuffs behind her to simulate wearing them, then opened her mouth, closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She spent a couple of minutes practicing her begging skills...even to the point of saying she wanted to drink my cum. (Which she had ALWAYS refused!) The intercom caught her attention, and she looked annoyed. Soon her entire attention turned to the guys and I talking downstairs. She seemed to grow angrier by the minute, and eventually she turned off the camera.
Toni now turned the TV off, though I noticed that the camera was again running. She removed her robe seductively, and stood with her satin covered mound just inches from my face. Holding my face out of reach, she rubbed herself slowly, taunting me verbally all the while about how she planned to soon have me begging far worse than she had done, and for a much longer time. I was beginning to understand this wasn't just another of our fun little sessions. She was seriously angry!

Wife Trains Husband in Female Dominance

2008-08-11T02:39:00.000-05:00

The next morning, as well as most of our spare time the next few days, was spent on what Tori described as my "domestic training." I was expected to perform every iota of house and yard work as well as a multitude of personal services for her. Amongst the items she expected me to become prtoficient in were bathing her, shaving her legs, dressing and un-dressing her, styling her hair and make-up, cooking and serving all her meals, performing manicures and pedicures, providing rub downs and massages,etc,etc. She told me more jobs would be added after I learned these. In addition she showed me plans for remodling jobs around the house I was to do, specifically the bedroom, the den and the basement. Let's just say it appeared alot of bondage and video gear was to be involved.

She provided a list of rules for me noting more would be forthcoming. Most were basic Female Domination rules, such as how I should never touch her, nor my own cock or balls, except with her permission. Orgasms for me were out of the question unless she deemed I'd earned one. "Control the male orgasm and you control the male," was her motto. My wife also made it a rule that I was to remain undressed at home, spending my time in the nude, a leather thong or a loin cloth, depending on her mood. I thought to protest this but the mention of a maid's uniform as an alternative quickly shut my mouth.

My Wife Dominates Me

2008-08-07T03:25:00.000-05:00

The rest of that night was spent satisfying her orally as she explained various plans and ideas she had in mind for the next six months. Though several of her plans sounded like a lot of fun, (such as being lent out to a couple of her girlfriends,) many other ideas struck me as completely outlandish now that they were going to be reality instead of fantasy. Several things were crystal clear before the night ended. Foremost was her conviction that her pleasure, sexual or otherwise, was of paramount importance while concern for my pleaure was to be practically neglected, both on her part and mine. She sensed my mixed reactions toward her ideas and explained in no uncertain terms that she coundn't care less whether anything we tried was a turn-on for me or not. I would perform exactly as she instructed or else experience half a year of no sexual release as well as the possibility of a divorce.

That night she had me fix a pallet on the floor at the foot of the bed and sleep there, my hands bound to the foot board. "Surely you don't expect to sleep in the bed with me," she laughed. "But dont worry, we'll make some kind of arrangements to keep me from having to be alone in bed. Good night, my little subbie hubby."

Cuckold Fantasy to Reality

2008-08-02T17:52:00.000-05:00

The next evening found me tied spread eagle to the bed in the guest room. The ball gag muffled my moans as my wife sat next to me teasing my throbbing cock with her fingertips. Suddenly she was interrupted by the doorbell.

"Now you behave yourself and be a good little boy," she giggled, glancing at my cock as she accented the word 'little.' "Who knows, perhaps I'll bring you a treat to eat later tonight. One thing is for sure, soon all your cuckold fantasies will become real. I hope you enjoy living them out as much as me!"

She left the door of the room open a few inches assuring greater torment for me. I listened as she answered the door and proceeded to make small talk with her date for awhile. Before long the talk died down, replaced by the occasional moan of either her or her soon to be lover. Eventually footsteps approached, and I held my breath, afraid they'd enter the room where I lay bound. Indeed, they stopped just outside the door and I heard the smacking sound of wet kisses followed by my wife giggling. "I can't wait to feel your cock in me," she said breathlessly. "It's twice the size of my husbands!"

Teasing Terri

2008-08-01T21:03:00.000-05:00

It was two weeks later before Terri initiated another session. While similar to the first, she seemed to exhibit more confidence this time. She took her own sweet time having me please her orally before telling me to lie on my back and grasp the headboard, warning me that if I let go of the headboard, there'd be no pussy for me tonight. As she rubbed her soaked pussy lightly over my turgid prick, she told me how much she was enjoying being in control sexually. Leaning over, she whispered in my ear, "Are you ready for my pussy?" I could barely gasp in the affirmative.

"Mmmm, I don't think I'm quite wet enough yet," she giggled as she slid up my body and planted a thigh on each side of my head Holding one hand on my forehead to prevent me rising, she playfully lowered her pussy just out of reach of my outstretched tongue. Looking up past her lovely breasts I saw a look of bliss come over her face just as I gasped, "Please?" Apparently it was what she'd been waiting for as she quickly lowered her twat to my mouth and moaned a single word, "Lick!"