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Instead, she wanted to be submissive to me. And I had this overwhelming urge to make sure I could meet and exceed all her needs.
Could I be that guy she craved? I was used to getting whatever I wanted from groupies. I’d always known that I was an extremely selfish lover. It went hand in hand with the rock star lifestyle. Some of the groupies and girls I’d had sex with were more adventurous in bed than others, but usually, I just had them do what I wanted and that was that. Sex was quick and to the point. That’s all I needed from them — a quick physical release.
There was no talking. No spending the night. No spending time getting to know them. No foreplay.
Until ten minutes ago, I hadn’t spent that much time playing with a woman’s tits since high school. That was back when sex was still exciting. Now it was a quick blowjob before I had to get on stage or a race to the finish before I had to get back on the bus. I’d fucked women on nasty couches in dressing rooms, dark corners of nightclubs, filthy restrooms, the tiny tour bus bunks, and on the good nights in hotel rooms before I passed out.
Sex was just a means to an end, with one in a string of many nameless and faceless women. It had taken Lacey waking me up to realize I’d gotten numb to the act. When I thought about it, it was like watching professional porn with the endless fucking and realizing that none of the pornstars ever quite looked like they were really enjoying it. It looked like a lot of acting. How long had I been just going through the motions?
That’s what I’d been doing — having wild sex that looked good from the outside. This entire week, while I’d been researching this dominant stuff so I could give Lacey what she wanted, I’d been feeling slightly uneasy. I couldn’t quite put my finger on those disquieting feelings, but I knew what it was now. I felt inadequate.
Maybe I wasn’t skilled enough to please a woman like Lacey. I was rusty. My last girlfriend was almost ten years ago. Since then, I hadn’t been with the same woman more than once only a few times. I didn’t know what my sex partners liked in bed because it didn’t matter to me.
It mattered to me now, and it lent a whole new feeling to sex. Sex was bigger. More exciting. It made me feel more alive than I had in years. All because of Lacey.
It was inconvenient to have a major epiphany while my cock was in her mouth. The woman was going to kill me. Her mouth was magic, and I felt every lurid detail as she swallowed my cock over and over. White-hot desire rocked me and it was absolute agony to sit still and not rut like an animal.
It was time to take care of my girl — my wife — but first, I was about to come and there was no holding back from it. I gritted my teeth and sucked in a breath. Lacey looked up at me and then started working even faster. Fuuuck.
I firmly grasped behind her neck to get her attention, so that I could stand up. When I was standing, I held her head still with both hands and slowly thrust my dick in and out of her mouth. We were making eye contact the entire time, and it felt so damn intense. The tightening in my balls slammed into me and took my breath away.
I didn’t want to come yet, but I was so worked up already and her mouth felt like heaven. I was pumping into her mouth like a savage now, and when she palmed my balls, I knew I was a goner.
“Take my cum, wifey,” I gritted out.
I exploded. Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure ripped through my body, and Lacey milked each one with her mouth and swallowed it all down.
I pulled up my pants and collapsed onto the couch before my knees gave out. That had been a fantastic release and my body felt weak in the afterglow.
“You deserve a reward for that.”
She looked so happy her eyes were sparkling. Now, how was I going to keep that look on her face?
“Take your panties off and lay across my lap, wifey.”
Within seconds, I was looking down at her bare ass. I slowly rubbed my hands over the round globes. They were perfection with enough meat to jiggle nicely. Her skin was soft and silky smooth, without a single blemish on it. My hands slid up her smooth back. I only saw two beauty marks on her skin: one on the back of her left thigh, a little above her knee, and a cute spot near her right shoulder blade. Otherwise, her skin was so perfect it looked airbrushed.
I massaged her ass cheeks and the top of her thighs, warming up her skin. From our conversations, she wasn’t into too much pain from impact play; it was more that she got aroused from a sexy slap and tickle and that’s exactly what I planned to give her.
I started with a few test slaps, more playful than stinging. When I rubbed away the slaps, she sighed contentedly. After a minute of gentle kneading, I gave her two stinging slaps, one on each cheek. This time, when my fingers trailed softly over the skin to soothe the sting, she was moaning and pressing her mound into my leg. She really did get off on spanking.
Her hands were resting on the couch up by her head. I gently grabbed each one and placed them behind her back, where I could trap both her wrists in my left hand. She made such a pretty picture as I looked down at her laying across me. Holding her wrists securely in place, I pinked up her ass cheeks with a few more slaps. Her writhing and sexy moaning were getting me hard again. I slipped my hand between her legs and ran a finger along her slit. She was soaked.
I nudged her legs open wider and then spent a minute very lightly playing with her clit. I switched over to rubbing her clit with my thumb while I sunk a finger inside her. From this position, it was very easy to reach her G-spot. I alternated between pressing the bullseye and sliding my finger back and forth over it. If there was one thing I was good at, it was sustaining a rhythm. Between my relentless attention to her clit and G-spot, I had her yelling out to God and panting my name in no time.
I didn’t want her to come just yet, so I pulled out and gave her ass a few more taps. They didn’t have to be as hard because she was already pretty worked up. This time, I gave her a good finger fucking. I slid my finger in and out quickly, making sure to press against the G-spot with every stroke. It didn’t take me long to find out how much she enjoyed it because she came on my finger within a minute. Lying across my lap, ass in the air, and face pressed into the cushions, she looked gorgeous.
I let her wrists go and rubbed the top of her thighs while her inner muscles still fluttered with aftershocks around my finger.
When her breathing got steadier, I pulled my finger out. “Turn over so I can see you.”
She slowly turned over while I licked my finger clean. My dick was straining against my pants. After watching her come undone like that, I wanted inside of her.
I lifted her left leg and put it over the back of the sofa so I had an unobstructed view of her pussy. The smell of her musk was like an aphrodisiac. My hand pressed possessively over her mound. “Who’s pussy is this?”
“It’s yours, Sebastian.”
Fuck. I couldn’t help the self-satisfied smirk that crossed my lips. “Damn right, it is. And I’m going to take care of that pussy.”
