Very Good Girl

Dedicated to Sir 💜🦋

I am, as instructed, waiting on your doorstep for you to come home from work. Nervously, I mentally, methodically check I have the items you requested. It took me two hours to buy what was required, agonising over every detail; a lovely bottle of red and tasty selection of your favourite morsels to make a charcuterie board. I feel relieved I have everything accounted for.

My attention turns to my appearance. I can see myself in the reflection of your front window; I am dressed in my role as outlined in your text message last night; Unicorn wife-
demure on the outside: wear green dress
(it is one of your favourites. You said it made me look like an innocent primary school teacher)
Nymph on the inside: wear black leather, lace, ribbons bondage set with suspenders and G-string.
Hair loose, no lipstick, French manicure, pink pedicure.
(Check, check, check.)

Order of play:
1. Take coat and briefcase on arrival.
2. Remove my shoes. Store as usual.
3. Pour my drink, kneel at my feet and wait for further instructions.

I hear your tyres crunch on driveway a shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. I want to run to you and give you a BIG hug and a tender kiss and I know better. I know my place.
I concentrate on my breathing and arrange my face into what I hope is a soft smile. My eyes will betray my excitement though.

I follow step 1-3 seamlessly.

You say, "I'm tired. I'm going to have a shower. I will want to eat when I get out. You may put on some music you like."

I did not know what came after step 3. I didn't really need to. I know and trust you would have a vision.
I easily assemble the board and my mind drifts to you in the shower... I just come up to your shoulders. You are fit and strong, I am soft and curvy.

When you come out of the bathroom wearing just a towel and say, "I'm am not really all that hungry for food..."
I catch my breath, you are SO hot. For the zillionth time, I wonder what on earth you see in me. I will never know and choose to just be greatful.
I smile and notice the bulge in the towel.
"You are responsible for this. Come here."
You undo your towel and open it and command "Taste me."

Boy o boy! Did I like, no LOVE, the sight of your growing errection; with each twitch, getting thicker with hardness.
My pulse races and I feel a shot of pure desire for you, so confident, so handsome, so you.
You let me have a good longing look; your beautiful eyes, strong chest and arms, the hair, the manliness of you. My breathing quickens and I lick my lips.

You can see my nipples yearning for you. Even through my bra and dress, they are clearly evident.
I see the recognition of my reaction to you and the power you feel in eyes as you start to stroke yourself.
I lick my lips mesmerised by your strong hands expertly exploring. I am filled with envy,
need and
desire for you and shiver with delicious anticipation...

I desperately want to taste you
all of you
the very essence of you
"You have beem a good girl. You can have this." You praise me in your sexy voice, still stroking yourself. I am magnetised to your manhood. Just looking at your magnificence has me breathless and so, so wet.
Yes please! Every fibre of my being screams.

You come over to me and kiss me gently guiding my hand to your silky hardness
You kiss me harder, passion growing and I respond eagerly.
You say, "Kneel"

I stroke your chest, god how I love the shape and feel of you. My small soft hands and nails gently caress down your abdomen, to your hip. Then slide further down, to cup your beautiful full balls, as you continue to pleasure yourself.
I trail kisses, little licks and nibbles following me hand's path.
I have a key destination in mind...

I kiss, glide and lick my way to what I crave most.
I wonder if you will really let me?
I feel unsure of myself. I am not confident. I so want to please you. You sense I need your encouragement, assistance and guidance. You command, "More"

I start by bringing my mouth close to your magnificent hard on. Teasing you with my warm breath. I open my mouth and you guide your tip over my lips glossing them with your precum. You smell earthy to me and entirely devine. I lick my lips.
You.
Are.
Delicious.
I want more need more must have all.
I sit back and take a moment to calm myself, not be greedy and rush. Centre myself to savour every moment.
You smile down at me fully aware of my struggle of self control and
You love it. The effect you have on me.

I start by kissing your shaft from beautiful balls to tip, one side then the other
I look up at you and whilst stroking you ask,
"Sir, is this ok?"
You put you hands in my silly curls and pull me closer.
I take that as a yes. I feel a thrill of pleasing you. It delights me that I am bringing you this pleasure. It makes me feel so sensual.

I resume my attentions;
Long laps with my tongue and soft wet lips.
left side
right side
underneath massaging your balls and licking just underneath your sexy tip of yours. I'm in heaven. Unwanted doubt creeps in. I have never got this right before...

"Am I doing this right Sir?" I whisper fearfully.
Your husky "Yes, good. More." was the best affirmation.
I lick my lips, slowly, deliberately and
look you straight in your lusty eyes and take you as slowly as I can into mouth. You feel
perfect.

I swirl my tongue around your tip
You hold curls more firmly
I respond to the encouragement
I you even deeper and slowly make Ss with my tongue;
stretching down to snake up the right side of your shaft to your frenulum. Pause to press my tongue and suck with a bit of pressure.

Then stretching down again to lap up again, the left side of your shaft back to your frenulum. Pause, pressure. Another S for Sir.
I repeat this over and over and you start to moan and moved closer.

I can feel you building, and nearly at the brink.
And I am lost in my desire for you, my longing for you and need for you.
I want to taste ALL of you.

I gently, delicately run my nails of one hand on the underside of your balls and stroking into me withy other hand.
I crave only you.

You know what you want. You set the pace and are breathing hard. You enjoy my mouth, it's so
Wet
Warm
Eager
Hungry
The combined sensations of my busy tongue, suction, stroking and massaging is
Exquisite.

You are right on the edge. You have both hands in my silly curls. Partially pulling me closer and holding me to thrust into my most willing mouth.
Quicker
Harder
Deeper
Spiralling
Driven
Desperate

I hold your beautiful butt firmly, locked to your rhythm.
And then you
explode
Deep in my mouth
Gripping me
I feel your primal pulse
each wave and splurt
I revel in it
I don't want it to ever end.

You release the grip on my curls. Your eyes dazed. Reconnecting to the rest of your body.
You refocus and demand to see my over filled mouth. I use my fingers to swipe up and recover every bit.
I return to you tip lap up your very last drop.
And smile up at you with
delight and satisfaction
And say, "Delicious, thank you Sir."

You tell me to eat, journal and rest. You were not finished with me yet...