Saturday night. “Guess my name,” she replies playfully. “Hmmmmm, let’s see, Mary?” I say. “Nope,” she smiles and kisses my chest. “Martha?” I guess again. “Nope,” she smiles and kisses my lips. “Meghan?” I try again. “Nope,” she smiles, “You’ll never guess Gil. I’m too worn out to wait for you to guess.” M exaggerates an exhausted sigh. I playfully slap her bare ass and keep my hand on her ass cheek. “OUCH!” she cries out, and giggles. Her giggle does something to me. It embodies everything that is right and good on this planet. And to look at her as she giggles, is like looking at something beautiful for the first time. She is delicate but not fragile. She is a little girl inside a woman. She has slipped into my heart. “No need to torture me, I’ll tell you my name. It’s Emma, my name is Emma.” She laughs out loud and asks me, “Do you like my name?” I wait a few seconds before answering. “It’s a beautiful name for a beautiful woman, I love it, Emma,” I reply. “Mmmmmmm…I really like the way it sounds when you say it,” she replies. “Say it again for me.” “Emma, beautiful Emma,” I whisper in her ear. M arches her back slightly and moans softly. I gently squeeze her breast and I press it against her chest. We fall asleep in each other’s arms. Sunday morning. M stirs in my arms and I wake up. It takes a few seconds for me to realize what had transpired the night before. I usually wake up alone. I look at M fast asleep in my arms, still in the same position she fell asleep in. I kiss her cheek ever so softly, not wanting to wake her up. I slide my arm out from her under her body as gently as I can. I stand next to my bed for a few minutes and watch M as she sleeps. “Beautiful Emma, beautiful M,” I think to myself. I head for the shower, close the bathroom door so the running water won’t wake her. After showering and drying off, I head to the kitchen, stopping to look in on M still sleeping. I place two towels on the mattress for her. When she wakes up, she can shower and come downstairs. I make coffee and head to the back patio. I sit and light up a smoke to have with my coffee. Thoughts of M fill my mind. My cock stirs and begins to get hard. M looked stunning bound in rope. She got incredibly wet from being tied. I want to fuck her again. I want her to suck my cock and swallow my cum. We have all day to play. I can’t wait to have her again. M walks down the stairs and comes to the patio door. A towel loosely wrapped around her. It barely covers her body from her nipples to her pussy. “Good morning,” she smiles to me. “Good morning, M,” I reply. “Did you sleep well?” I ask her. “Mmmmmmm…like a rock,” she replies. She places both her hands on the frame of the door, letting the towel slide off her body. It lands on the floor behind her. She smiles at me as she watches my eyes roam over her naked body. “This morning just got a whole lot better, M,” I chuckle. She walks to me, places her hands on each of the chair arms, leans forward, closes her eyes and kisses my lips. “Thank you for yesterday,” she whispers. She lifts hand and traces the bruises on her breast with her delicate fingers, Küçükköy escort bayan and adds, “Thank you for these beautiful marks, I love them. You can leave as many marks as you desire, anywhere on my body, Gil.” My cock twitches at her words, her eyes dart to the bulge in my shorts. She lowers her head to my cock and kisses the tip. Precum seeps through my shorts. M giggles, turns around slowly, arching her neck to keep her eyes on me as she turns. My eyes dart to her firm ass. Once she notices I am glaring at her ass, she says, “Busted again, Gil.” I laugh out loud at her comment. She bends down slowly, to pick up the towel. Her pussy lips part, I can see the glistening wetness glimmer in the sunlight. She grabs the towel by one of the corners and starts to walk towards the stairs, dragging the towel behind her. Her ass jiggles as she walks. Fuck, her body is spectacular. I will mark her gorgeous body with more bruises before this day is over. “After my shower, I am going to make you breakfast. Just sit there and enjoy your coffee, till I get back,” she says. I watch her as she walks away and up the stairs, admiring the shape of her body in motion. I spark up another cigarette and sink into my chair. I wait for M to come back. M walks down the stairs, freshly showered, her hair damp and brushed back away from her face. She is wearing my Pink Floyd t-shirt. She looks adorable swimming in it. I stand up, walk to the kitchen and pour her a coffee. “Come sit with me outside for a bit, M,” I say to her. She walks to me and wraps her arms around me from behind, squeezing me as she nestles her cheek into my back. “I would love that. I will make you breakfast whenever you want, just let me know when,” she replies. Her hand slides down my torso and she cups my cock and balls. She gently massages my cock and balls. I grow hard in her hand. “We are going to skip breakfast and lunch if you keep that up, M,” I say to her. “Mmmmmm…I don’t mind, we can have a big dinner to make up for breakfast and lunch,” M replies. I can feel her nipples getting hard, against my back. M lifts her right leg and brushes her inner thigh against my leg. “What do you want me to do, Gil?” she purrs. I turn around in her arms and kiss her lips. I slide my right hand up her back and close my fingers around her damp hair. Pulling her head back, so I can crush her lips with a kiss. She moans and presses her body harder against mine. “On your knees, now,” I whisper, my lips still on hers. M quivers in my arms and gasps. Her cheeks turn red. She obeys and lowers herself to her knees. She looks lovely kneeling at my feet and looking up at me. I continue hold her hair in my hand, looking down at her. “Being told what to do excites you, M?” I calmly ask her. She takes a few seconds to answer. She stutters getting the first word out. “Yes, I didn’t know till now. I almost came when you said the words,” she pants. “Put your hands on your lap, remember this position, M. I like you in this position,” I tell her. M places her hands on the top of her legs, her body is visibly quivering. “M, why Escort Mecidiyeköy are you shaking?” I ask her, as I tug her head back by her hair. “Ohhhhhhh,” she moans. Her eyes close. She likes her hair being tugged. “Open your eyes and look at me. I will tell you when to look away from me,” I calmly tell her. Her eyes open and she focuses on my eyes. She is breathing heavier. Being dominated arouses her. “Answer me M, why are you shaking?” I ask her again. M moans and answers, “Ohhhhhh fuck, Gil, I don’t know. I never felt this before.” I smile at her and say, “You’re a sub, M. You just needed to meet the right man to bring it to the surface.” M, closes her eyes for an instant, and then quickly opens them again. “Forgive me Gil. I didn’t mean to close my eyes without your permission,” she says in a small panicked voice. I calmly reply, “Apology accepted. You are a quick study, M. It’s okay that you forgot, and, thank you for apologizing.” I continue, “M, I want you to be yourself and enjoy your new found role. We will take this as far as you want to take it.” M smiles at me. “Mmmmmm…yes. Promise me you will do whatever you want to me. I mean that, I want to make you as happy as you make me,” she replies. “Of course, M. You have my word. Now, may I ask how wet your pussy is?” I ask. “Fuck…I’m soaked, Gil,” she moans. “How close are you to cumming?” I ask. “Ohhhhhhhhh…Gil, if you ordered me to cum right now, my pussy would explode,” she pants. I tug her hair again. She gasps out loud. “Don’t cum, M. I will tell you when you may cum,” I say to her. My words set her off. Her eyes widen and glaze over. M squeezes her legs together and her fingers dig deep into her thighs. Her body stiffens, she stops breathing, and her face and the top of her chest turn a bright red. She is trying to hold back her orgasm. She can’t, she is at the point of no return. I smile as I watch her squirm and cum. She gushes from her pussy as her orgasm rolls through her body. Her mouth opens wide, her lower jaw quivers. Her hips thrust forward and her squirt shoots up and escapes from between her clamped thighs. I feel her warm fluid hit my shins as it sprays from between her thighs. M shakes for a long time in orgasm. When it subsides she starts breathing again. Her hands grab my legs and she leans her head against my thighs to steady herself. I wait for her to be coherent again. M moans out loud as the last aftershock of the orgasm runs through her. “I’m so sorry, so, so, so, so, sorry, Gil,” M says to me. “I couldn’t control what your words were doing to me. So sorry I couldn’t obey you.” “You didn’t look to sorry while you were cumming,” I chuckle. “That was incredibly sexy to watch, M.” M, looks up at me, smiles and mouths, “Thank you,” to me. “Now, pull my shorts down to my ankles, M.” I order her. “You may look at my cock as you pull them down. After all, it’s hard because of you.” She smiles and her hands grab the legs of my shorts. M pulls them down to my ankles, keeping her eyes on my cock as it pops out as the waistband slides over it. I watch M as she stares at Merter escort my fully erect cock. Still holding on to a fist full of her hair, my other hand pushes my cock downwards till the tip is inches away from her mouth. I tug her head back gently, M opens her mouth. I pull her towards my cock. I feel my cock slide over her lips, over her tongue and come to rest at the back of her throat. I moan as M slides her tongue over my cock. Her warm, moist mouth sucking on my cock. I hold my cock buried deep in her throat for a long moment. Then I pull her mouth off my cock, leaving only the swollen head in her mouth. “Run your tongue around the head of my cock, M, slowly,” I order her. M moves her tongue in slow deliberate circles around the head of my cock. I moan out loud and my legs buckle from the sensation of M’s tongue. I pull her mouth closer, sliding half the length of my cock in her mouth. M moans and starts to suck harder on my cock. I pull her mouth hard towards me. Her nose touches my pelvis. My cock is buried fully in her throat. She makes a chocking sound but does not fight me holding her head down on my cock. I pull her head away from me slowly. M inhales deep and holds her breath. I pull her head towards my cock and bury it in her throat again. “Stick your tongue out and lick my balls,” I order her. M does as she is told. Her tongue slides out of her mouth and licks my balls. I moan out load again. I hold her head tight against me. “Grab my balls and massage them,” I order her. M quickly takes my balls in her hand and pulls them towards her mouth, as her fingers gently massage them. I gasp for air, the sensation of my cock deep in her throat and her hand and tongue on my balls is exquisite. I feel my cum start to travel to my cock. My cock twitches and swells. I pull M’s mouth tighter to me. “OHHHHHHH, I’m going to feed you my cum M!” I growl, from deep in my throat. M nods her head ever so slightly, letting me know she is ready to swallow my cum. I hold off exploding in her mouth for as long as I can. The pressure in my cock and balls is finally allowed to be released. I spill myself deep inside M’s throat. She swallows the first load and moans. I pump six more spurts of cum in M’s mouth. She hungrily swallows each one. I hold her mouth on my cock long after I have finished feeding her. She stays perfectly still for me, my cock deep in her throat, waiting till I am ready to let her mouth off my cock. I lean against the kitchen counter and pull M’s mouth off of cock. She coughs once and inhales deeply. I extend my hand to help her up. She takes my hand and gets to her feet. I pull her close to me and kiss her. M wraps both her arms around my neck, stands on her toes and kisses me long and hard. “That was amazing, again. You have done things to me and made me feel things I never imagined. Thank you, Gil,” she tells me, in a serious and sincere voice. Smiling, I reply, “You are most welcome, M. But, I can’t take all the credit. You bring out the best in me. You compliment who I am. It’s me who should be thanking you.” M smiles and replies, “I warned you, you find me irresistible and want me more than you know. You’re head over heels for me.” I laugh out loud and reply, “Yes, you did warn me, M. But you should have also warned me that you’re the absolute worst sub in the world. I tell you not to cum, and what do you do?” M bursts out laughing, hides her face in her hands and leans tight against me.