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He had lit the aromatherapy candles. The musky scent of them permeated the room. The soft music was sensual as was everything else he had arranged.
He pulled me to him and lowered his mouth to my lips, his tongue tracing the top and bottom, then parting them to allow his tongue to explore. I melted into him, my tongue now dancing with his in perfect rhythm.
“Umm,” I said, “It’s a good thing we both had garlic this evening."
Taz pulled back and laughed. “I was thinking the very same thing. I gargled like three times.”
“Me too,” I admitted. “Let’s proceed with my lesson, Professor.”
“Of course, Ms. Dennison. First we need some erotic visuals. I need something to make my cock stand on end. I want you to undress for me, but I want you to take your time in doing so. Any questions?”
“I understand,” I replied, kicking my boots off first.
Taz reclined on his elbows lying across his bed watching me. He was wearing a pair of grey drawstring sweats and a wife beater tee. His muscles were bulging as his weight was supported by his arms. It was hot.
My fingers lifted the bottom of the sweater, pulling it slowly up and over my head. I let it drop to the floor. I then unzipped the side zipper of my skirt, and shimmied it down over my hips were it fell into a heap on my feet. I stepped out of it, kicking it aside.
I hooked both thumbs into the waistband of my tights and lowered them down, praying my thong wouldn’t go with them and kill the erotic mood. It didn’t. I stepped out of my tights now standing before him in my black lacy push-up bra, and matching thong.
“More?” I questioned.
“Take your bra off first,” he instructed.
It was a front closure so I unhooked the clasp, shrugging free of it.
“Very nice,” he said softly. “Now I want you to take your hands and very slowly, very gently, I want you to massage your breasts. I want you to bring your nipples to erection without touching them. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I replied.
I cupped my breasts with my hands, moving them slowly around underneath, allowing my thumbs to massage each side in a circular motion. My fingers then massaged the front parts, beneath the nipples firmly and methodically. My nipples grew taught and erect.
“Very good,” he said. “Now you may touch and play with your nipples.”
I did as instructed, noting the very nice tingling sensation my own fingers were causing. I rolled each nipple between my thumb and forefinger, drawing it out.
Taz had one leg bent on the bed, his forearm resting on his knee. His other leg was stretched out. I could see the stiff erection he had going.
“I want you to lower your panties down and off,” he instructed huskily.
Once again, I did as I was told, stepping out of them, standing totally naked to his smoldering gaze.
“Put your fingers in your mouth and get them nice and wet.”
I complied.
“Now, take your fingers and spread the lips of your pussy apart. That’s right,” he said, watching me closely. “Ply the folds with your fingers and lightly rub the hood over your clitoris.”
I did as he said; feeling little sparks of pleasure unfold.
“Does that feel good?” he asked.
“Oh, yes,” I answered truthfully.
“That’s a good girl,” he soothed.
“Don’t stop what you’re doing with your right hand, Ms. Dennison, but with your left hand, I want you to put your thumb in your bellybutton."
He is not serious!
