Beginnings

Squeezing a little harder at the base of his manhood I dipped my head to the pleasure of both of us. A moan arose from above me “oh yes, my little tart”. Tasting his pre - cum was delicious and tender experience and spurred on my more feminine feelings to new heights. I was a female in mind if not in body and I wanted him. I wanted as much from this as I could take, and I wanted it all. Growing in confidence I was taking control of the situation. Rocking back on my heels I looked up at this man on the verge of coming - he was so desperate and I had the key to his release. I was feeling a power within me I had not known before and could not even have guessed about but there was no doubting it. I could play this any way I wanted but I wanted to be submissive this time. I wanted to be taken. I was ready to be taken.

Steve lay down on the carpet and looked up at me. The cheeky so and so was looking up my skirt! And what is more, he was playing with himself! With one hand he stroked and massaged his erection the other he reached out to me, so standing astride his head I gave him what he wanted. He sucked in his breath and caressed my groin much as a man would to a female partner. His hand sliding on the silkiness, down and around, rubbing more urgently, the friction working its wondrous way into the nerves of my constrained erection. I sighed with a contentment not felt before. Steve taking this as a sign that his actions were having the desired effect rubbed more earnestly further round underneath me, the pressure he was applying causing the material to be pressed between my buttocks. His persistent fingering around that area soon found my secret place. I crumbled, I thought I was going to come, it felt as though my legs would give up their brave fight to keep me upright. I had to lie down and quickly to. Taking a faltering step or two backwards I sat provocatively astride his erection causing it to rub against my pubic area as I lay down. With a few deft moves his hot cock was between my thighs trapped in a nylon prison. Hotly whispering his intentions into my ear made me squirm and I rotated my hips in response, which caused Steve to reply by thrusting his hard flesh against mine.