“Very nice, beautiful. You taste like sweet honey. Give me more of your cream, come for me,” he whispered against her, licking and sucking her clit, running his tongue up and down her slit, rimming her pussy and rear hole, until he had her writhing and squirming, begging for more.
“Oh…oh…oh…I’m coming…oh,” Theresa cried. Regardless of the protests of her mind, her body responded to him wherever they were. She couldn’t control it. All he had to do was look at her and her panties, when she was allowed to wear them, were wet and her body was ready for whatever he wanted.
Alan lifted his head, smiling, and pulled Theresa back into his arms, holding her tight. Once she had calmed down, he kissed her and put her back in her seat. “Let’s go home where we can finish this. I’m a little old for sex in the truck. Besides, I have some toys I want to play with.”
Chapter Fourteen
Alan drove them home and led Theresa into the bedroom. In the bedroom, Alan sat on the bed and stood Theresa between his legs. “Now, strip,” he commanded her.
Slowly she lifted her top up, over her stomach, to just below her breasts. “Like this?” she said in what she hoped was a seductive voice, lifting her top to just below her nipples and rubbing it back and forth.
“Higher,” he told her.
“Like this?” she asked, just barely lifting it over her nipples, only to bring it back down.
“Higher!” he said again, watching her closely.
She lifted it to just above her
breasts and taking her fingers, pinched her nipples, pulling them and rubbing them with her palms. “Is this high enough?” she asked breathily.
“Take it off, baby, all the way off,” he told her, not moving his eyes.
Theresa quickly slipped the blouse over her head, and went back to playing with her breasts. She had never done anything like this before, but thought it would be something Alan would like. She had talked to Rachel a little about subs and masters and had a better understanding of her position, but wanted to talk to her more and get more information.
“Now the skirt,” Alan told her impatiently.
She skimmed her palms over her breasts and down over her stomach to the button and zipper on the skirt. Undoing the button, she slowly moved the zipper down and lowered the skirt to her hip bones.
Shimmying her hips, she reached back up and pulled her nipples, moaning for effect. Smiling, she licked her lips and looked into Alan’s eyes.
“Skirt off,” he told her a little breathlessly.
She gave the skirt a little push and shimmied it off her hips and let it fall to pool at her feet. Running her hands from her breasts down to her hips. She crossed her hands over her bare mound and licked her lips again.
She kicked off her shoes and kicked the skirt and blouse across the room. Dropping to her knees, she reached for the buttons on his shirt, slowly undoing them, one by one.
Alan leaned back on his hands and waited to see how far she would go and what she would do. This was something he hadn’t expected from her, but he was thoroughly enjoying the show. It was all he could do to control himself as she parted his shirt and ran her hands over his chest and abs.
She palmed his nipples and then, leaning forward, licked his skin. She licked her way down to his nipples and when she took one in her mouth, she felt a shudder run through his body.
The girl didn’t know what she was starting, but he knew how it was going to finish.
She licked and sucked his nipple, lightly grazing it with her teeth. Working her way back and forth over his nipples, she pushed his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and down as far as she could.
She kissed and licked her way over his chest, taking the occasional nibble. Stopping at his navel, she licked all around the indentation and took a bite right below it. Reaching down, she unfastened the button on his jeans, lowering the zipper.
He took his shirt the rest of the way off and leaned back on his hands, letting her have her way, anxious to see how far she would take things.
Unzipping his jeans, she was surprised to find he was commando underneath them. His cock sprang forward to greet her. She opened his jeans, and easing her hand in, helped his cock out.
Leaning back, she took a good look at it and gazed up at him. Smiling, he looked back at her and nodded his head, silently giving her permission to explore.
She took his cock in both her small hands and wrapped them around it. He was so big she couldn’t close her hand around him. Running her hands up and down his shaft, she brushed one thumb over the head, catching the small drop of moisture there. Lifting her thumb to her mouth, she sucked it and licked her lips.
Smiling she leaned down and licked the head, running her tongue over the slit catching any remaining moisture. She licked up and down, following her hands as they moved over him, returning to the head often to lick it and the slit there.
He let her play until he didn’t think he could take any more. Fisting his hand in her hair and pushing her back on her heels. “Open wide,” he told her and when she complied he slowly fed his cock into her mouth. Controlling her head with her hair he slowly pushed more and more of himself into her.