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Command! My pulse rate rocketed with excitement. I knelt astride his shoulders, facing his feet, and lowered my head. My lips touched his rock-hard penis. I kissed the bulbous head and at the same time, he drew my hips down and licked my cleft. My legs almost gave out from under me. I quivered, struggling to hold position. He pried my arse cheeks apart with his thumbs, and he curled his tongue into my slit, lapping up my juices.
I sucked him hard, and each time I sank onto his shaft with my mouth, he nibbled on me or buried his mouth deeper into my exposed, bare sex. My clit ached as he fluttered his tongue, reminding me that my orgasm was perched on the brink. I couldn’t hold it any longer and his cock slipped out of my mouth as I hollered, begging him to stop.
“No more,” I implored.
Stefan’s flutters grew more intense, driving my orgasm on and on, until I could bear the exquisite pleasure no longer. I lunged forward and collapsed on my side next to him.
I lost track of time, lying there. He pinched my bottom. “You came, Mausi.”
I opened my eyes, the lids flickering.
He tucked his hands behind his head. “Now, what would be a suitable punishment for you?” he mused, staring up at the ceiling.
“I… I…” I struggled to find the right words while he waited. “Anything, if it makes you happy,” I finally blurted.
He rose onto his elbows. “Such a delicious request, how can I refuse you?” He smiled.
I expected him to throw me on my back and plunder my pussy with one of his rampaging fucks. A rush of hot blood filled my cheeks and I waited breathlessly. Instead, he climbed off the bed and, while he fingered his erect penis, he hunted about in a chest of drawers. He held up a condom. “Here.”
“But I’m still, you know…”
“Not for this.” He tapped his cock. “Oh, no. Mausi needs a special chastisement for coming without me.”
“Chastisement,” I repeated, watching him tear the wrapper with his teeth. I expected him to roll it over his cock, but he didn’t. He pushed his forefinger into the condom and sheathed the digit. I stared at him as a gentle smirk formed on his face. “You’ve got to be kidding.” I shuffled backward. “I’ve not done anything like that before.”
“Trust me, Mausi, you’re going to love it. Just my finger. Nothing else. Sometimes, that is all that is needed. Don’t worry.”
“Needed?” Who did he think he was, coming up with these debauched ways to torment me sexually?
“Oh, you need it.” He stepped forward.
He went to the bedside cabinet and fetched out a bottle of lubricant. “See? Nothing harsh. I told you, I don’t do pain. I want you to enjoy this. All that I ask is that you do as you’re told. That’s the fun part for me.”
“Will, you…stick that in me?” I pointed at his extraordinary cock, wary of his size.
Stefan laughed. “Liebling, no. You’re very new to all this and I prefer my cock in your pussy. Once your little punishment is done, I’m going to fuck that hole of yours, hard. How’s that for a deal?”
I brushed aside all those self-doubts about my ability to cope. He believed in me and he’d not been wrong so far. Sex was our elixir, the tonic for repairing our fractured relationship. At some point, we’d have to use conventional methods to find out about each other. We would date and be romantic, but for now, we lived to be intimate with each other.
“All right,” I said. “But be gentle.”
He picked up a pillow and sat on the edge of the bed. He placed the lube next to him and tossed the pillow on the floor between his feet. I blinked, uncertain of the arrangement. He wanted me to kneel? It didn’t make sense.
“Put your knees on either side of my legs, lean forward and rest your elbows on the pillow.”
I opened then shut my mouth like a silly goldfish. Seriously? He wanted me perched upside down and with my ass sticking in the air? I hesitated, unsure as to exactly how I would achieve such a strange position.
“Mausi, I asked you to do as you’re told,” he reminded with a resonating voice.
I moved my leaden legs. Something about that deep voice affected me. I responded to it as if programmed. I took my time, trying to establish some degree of gracefulness in my cumbersome movements. He helped, holding me as I lowered my head down between his legs. The pillow bore my weight and I buried my head in my folded arms.
I trembled uncontrollably—part nervousness, part erotic excitement. Such a ludicrous pose to be in, and the blood rushed to my head, creating a sensation of heaviness in my face. Next to me, his feet, and I wanted to laugh at the idea of being alongside his toes. Neat-looking toes with trimmed nails. I shut my eyes. It helped to cut myself off from my surroundings. Each tick of the clock by the bed kept me on edge. What the hell was he going to do?
The soft caress of his smooth skin heralded the arrival of his hands. I cringed as he spread his palms on each ass cheek and separated my globes with his thumbs, just as he had done when we’d performed our sixty-nine position.
I heard a soft sigh. “Oh, liebling,” he murmured.
I didn’t know what to expect. I had no visual clues to his intentions, his technique. I gulped mouthfuls of air into my lungs. He traced the outline of my labia and from there down, into my slit.
